Brian Wilson's Songs

A brief conversation with the reclusive musician and a changed path

So I wrote back to Melinda, raw in my exhaustion. What did it matter, anyway? I retracted my tone and explained my concern for my father—that, I would not apologize for. And then I began walking home, letting myself sob messily in defeat. I called my parents, selfishly wanting consolation. My father interrupted my unintelligible wail.

"Brian Wilson just called!"

Confetti should have rained from the ceiling after the phone rang—innocuously, twice. Instead, my father gasped and greeted his caller. Brian began a clearly rehearsed monologue about the fundraising challenge and its triumph, then offered to answer a question, if my father had one—and his rapid, monotone delivery suggested that this hard-won chat was rapidly concluding. Which, to my father, was no deterrent— his unstoppable charisma, muted by his brain tumor, had returned. In seconds, he shifted the conversation fluidly into his work as a public schoolteacher with disadvantaged children who had been displaced much like those affected by Katrina. With no objective, he chattered on amiably as Brian listened mutely—God, I wish I'd heard that nervy monologue. And then Brian cleared his throat and they just . . . talked. Casually, openly, for half an hour.

My father later recalled that Brian's most striking aspect was his childlike enthusiasm, comparable to that of his students. It was in that tone that Brian held his receiver away from his mouth, eagerly asking his wife if he could hear my father's music ("Can I listen to it? Can I?"). Melinda took the phone and warmly provided a mailing address, breaking staunch policy.

After a few more minutes, they said farewell—and my father hung up and vaulted around our small house, howling with disbelieving joy.

He and I stayed on the line for hours that evening. I shut my eyes and basked in the tone of his voice—a euphoria I had not heard in years.

I cannot imagine my father today without the resonance of this encounter. I still see it daily; my mother and I agree that it was the moment that caused a seismic shift in his outlook—not because anything changed spectacularly in his life (my father did send Brian his music, though there's no way of knowing if he ever heard it), but because he seems genuinely at peace. He is no longer haunted by his unreached musical goals; he distills his love into charitable musical work. I don't believe he could have reached that realization without Wilson's kind outreach; he needed to be inspired again, by someone who truly understood the perils of artistry, to continue living bravely in uncertainty, as he had before.

Rock fans revere Wilson, but they also must confront him individually, because he once surrendered wholly to his creativity and exposed the terrifying prospect of being ruined by it. He wrote some of the most beautiful music in history, and suffered personally in its pursuit—and he still fights those mental battles daily. And he took time to direct my father from a similar path.

I clutch the phone. I tell Brian Wilson much of this, breathlessly. He seems startled yet gracious. And when I tell him that I have his gorgeous song—my father's favorite, and my own, too—branded on my body, a mark as indelible as his actions, he sounds the happiest he will in our entire interview. "All right!" he says. Which it is, and in one day, what he made it all.

Brian Wilson plays the Wellmont Theatre on June 9 and Highline Ballroom June 11 through 13

Q: You told the Evening Standard earlier this month that you may retire from touring next year. Are you still considering that?
Yeah, I probably will, yeah. I dunno, I'm just getting older. If it feels good, I'll probably keep going for another two or three years.

Do you have a relationship with the other members right now? No, I don't. Not really, no. I'm not really interested in them.

So you don't have plans to reunite [the band] for the 50th anniversary?
Right. No.

How do the original studio sessions of Smile (coming out this year) differ from the Smile album you recorded in 2004?
They're not quite as good. They're just little bits, fragments, shorter pieces, 20-second pieces and 30-second pieces.

What song in your career left you feeling most satisfied after you had written it?
"God Only Knows." It's just a good love song. I like it.

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Dpk298
Dpk298

Thank you for a look into the life of the man who"s music is the anthem of my life.

tonestarz
tonestarz

Years ago when I was living on Kuaui I met Brian Wilson while he was overlooking Hanlei Bay. He had that same infectious kid-like playfulness and joy as I had when I told him my first concert was a Beach Boys concert. Still, it's one of the highlights in my life some 30 years later. Great, great human being.

Guest
Guest

Great story and great writing. But one tantalizing mystery. Which 5 notes?

Aaron Mendonça
Aaron Mendonça

Probably the opening notes of the song, played on a French Horn.

Terry Reilly
Terry Reilly

I got to sit in on the sound check for the March 1999 "comeback" show in Ann Arbor, Michigan. I was the only person on the main floor at the Michigan Theater. After the band finished Brian wandered up the aisle and stood near the aisle seat where I was sitting. I thought "Should I introduce myself? How stupid would that be?" But when would I ever have the chance to meet Brian again? So I did introduce myself, welcomed him to Ann Arbor etc he was very nervous, but pleasant. A hero of mine, for sure.

Aaron Mendonça
Aaron Mendonça

Probably the opening notes of the song, played on a French Horn.

The Baron
The Baron

In an article that I thought was going to be about Brian Wilson, Stacey Anderson can certainly be forgiven for sharing this poignant story about herself and her father. It was a brilliant and touching piece.

It would be a mistake, however, to think of the Brian Wilson story simply as a tale of the "tortured artist." The two things that had a profoundly negative impact on Mr. Wilson's life were his ill-fated experiments with mind-altering drugs (LSD in particular) and his disastrous experience with Dr. Eugene Landy, the Svengali "therapist" who attempted to "cure" him by virtually taking over every aspect of his life for several years.

Fortunately, Brian Wilson and the author's father seem to have come to terms with their daemons, which is the most that any artist can really hope for. For men such as these, it has to be considered a happy, if bittersweet outcome.

Aaron Mendonça
Aaron Mendonça

You forgot to mention that Brian was also abused by his father as a child, who at one point hit Brian in the ear so hard it permanently damaged his hearing. There may also have been a presence of depression or other chemical imbalances in his brain chemistry prior to his LSD use which obviously only made things worse. Brian was also profoundly affected by the cancellation of Smile.

Many people have experimented with LSD and other mind altering drugs...not all of them end up in bed with major depression for 3 years. You are right, people are quick to jump to the "tortured artist" story. They are also quick to mention the LSD/Dr. Landy aspect of Brian's life without considering other variables. You mentioned two notable points in his career arc - but not the whole story. I think Brian was looking for some answers to the missing places in his life and unfortunately thought he found those answers in LSD and later in Dr. Levy; but many of the deeper problems in his life, what you call "daemons", had little to do with drug use and new-wave psychotherapy.

because
because

this was not another boring story interviewing brian wilson, it was original and captivating. thanks for sharing your story with us.

Surfersrule
Surfersrule

Finally, an original article about Brian Wilson!! So tired of the stock stories about mental illness,etc.etc.. Congrats on a heartfelt accounting of your dad's spiritual rebirth.

Mehazh
Mehazh

Thouroughly enjoyed this article !!

heavyshift
heavyshift

Hey. Tears in this reader's eyes.

oedipa
oedipa

Too much about Wilson, not enough about the writer.

george elliott
george elliott

You might edit the end-- the bold face questions overlap BW's should-be normal case answers!!

 
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