“Feeling California” by Winnetka Bowling League - A Song Feature

     Lyrically, “Feeling California” masterfully travels that difficult to find path that progresses through sophistication and simplicity. The lyrics are included in this post. Reading individual lines, there are interesting observations, but nothing that goes beyond stereotypes and isolated statements (“The Red Hot Chili Peppers”). The portrait is the genius, as Winnetka Bowling League hit a range of topics regarding the state they now call home.

     The vehicle for the lyrics of “Feeling California” has a Beck body and a hybrid engine, since the instrumental drive is varied. And we are fans of the backing vocals. Winnetka Bowling League is “formed by brothers and features a loose collection of young L.A. musician friends, their five-track debut self-titled EP was released on September 21st and displays an impressive knack for crafting finely tuned guitar pop bursting with cinematic Golden State imagery.”

     “Feeling California” by Winnetka Bowling League

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Lyrics of “Feeling California” by Winnetka Bowling League

Two Kristina's with a K

From Mesa, Arizona

Took a train to LA in the pursuit of personas

In all white track shoes drinking pineapple boba

I was the boy in the right place with my cousin's Corolla

We spent the summer singing “Come on Eileen”

Bumper to bumper, just my babies and me

Salt in the air and our fingers and hair in the breeze

I'm feeling California

I'm feeling California

I don’t care if it's lame

That the sun makes me happy

I don't care if every girl in every coffee shop’s pursuing acting

We can swim on Christmas

Everyone's high and obsessed with fitness

It's always sweater weather

The Red Hot Chili Peppers

Beautiful girls and boys

I'm feeling California

I'm feeling California

I think she's feeling me

My dog likes the big backyards

Gasolina and cigars, candy, mints, and Mars

We’re on the beach with granola, sipping RC Cola

I'm feeling California

I'm feeling California

I'm feeling California

We spent the summer singing “Come on Eileen”

I'm feeling California

Salt in the air and our fingers and hair in the breeze