When I really took notice was with the release of Surfin' USA.  When I got the Surfin' Safari l.p. I realized that I had previously heard 10 Little Indians on the radio but it hadn't made much of an impression on me.  Surfin' USA set the 4 Seasons a little to the side and  elevated the Beach Boys into being my favourite band...circa spring/summer 1963.  (Surf City would grab my attention a short while later and that was pretty much because of Brian as well.)

Happily the Fabs discovered that MUCH of this was all pure, unadulterated BULLSHIT.  Sadly...the birthday boy didn't...and hasn't.  https://getpocket.com/explore/item/there-s-a-dark-side-to-meditation-that-no-one-talks-about?utm_source=pocket-newtab

GREAT album.  Hugely under-rated.  I have it on CD.  Vinyl?  Why not?  I don't need it but everyone should have access to own it in the format of their choice. 

T'was a huge surprise to learn that it was going to happen...period  Then...when it did.!!!!!!  In real time both over 'ome and then in N. American.  Shared similar BLISS aboard the Blue Board tidal wave.  THOSE were 'the days'.  Nice to have beaten the 'critics' to every single one of the realization-enjoyment pinnacles.  They can't take THAT away from me/us.  

Hey Brian...Many happy returns.  77 Sunset Strip comes to mind...not to mention playin' your songs daily on the radio.  For all you've given?  T'Tis the least I can do.  Sharing your gifts is the best present.  EVEYBODY wins!!!

I played Add Some Music To Your Day early this morning...and then 3.3 hours later...The Trader.  Loads of people heard those 2 songs...typical of what 'we' play on The Train.  We're mostly 'on' the Good Vibrations/Smile era to Holland with a few more from before and after.  You know...the COOL stuff which fits in well with an adult Classic Rock vibe.

Funky Pretty...this afternoon...on 'The Train', FM 103.1...online at 1031thetrain.com  WE play a LOT of Beach Boys songs.  Although the old 60s hits prior to Pet Sounds are few and far between.  There's also some solo tracks from Dennis and Brian [of course] plus 1 solo # from Carl.  It's more of an adult music/Classic Rock mix...with a fair bit of newer material included so as not to lock anyone inside a time capsule.  There's several Pet Sounds songs, SMiLE, Wild Honey, Friends, 20/20. Sunflower, Surf's Up, Carl and the Passions, Holland and then a wee bit from after that.  [maybe another 7 or 8 songs]  Off the top of my head?    Maybe 35 songs over-all.

That's where I've been these past 10 months...prepping, then launching, then hosting, augmenting and working it.  Check it out.  If you like it?  Like it on FB.

Sorry for the shameless solicitation but someone asked.  Banana Louie I believe...listen and you'll also hear Louie and Banana and the train go by.

I'll buy the book but only if i get to punch Rocky

If that was true of everyone who wanted to punch Rocky, he’d have a best seller

In THIS way...Carl wasn't Dennis.  Carl was a gentle soul who  wasn't a warrior.  Carl chose NOT to attend in Vietnam.  He was never a typical 'one of the boys' kinda guy.   Carl was a creative musician.   And this big hulking 'Wheaties' eater cold cocks him?  It wasn't like Carl was trying to sneak a little crack into somebody's pipe.  He was 1/2 cut...3 sheets to the wind...schickered.    Hangin' out with that 'contingent'...I'd have been plowed too.  [daily]  Then along comes a dim-witted, morally challenged, jock-wearing 1/2 miler...ON THE PAYROLL...who decides he can just up and knock 'the boss' out cold 'cause he ran his mouth a little too far while he was obviously under the influence of too many drinky-poos...plus the medication for his REALLY BAD back?

Rocklette should have known his place...and someone should have, subsequently shown him the door and cut him loose then and there...leaving him to try and figure out what his next move would have been...down under.  If that had happened...he'd still be there.  And we wouldn't be here.  That little man couldn't rub two clues together to warm his bonnet on even a record setting scorcher of a day.  Ethically and literally...there's never been ANYONE home.  And we're here 'discussing' his wee booklet?  Whoever asked the apologist's question "did anybody read the book?" needs to soak his noggin in a big-ass bowl of Pamplin piss.  We all read enough to know that the only thing floating in this bowl are huge, fly attracting dollops of sea-worthy bull sh!t.

While never condoning violence, you have to put the ‘punch’ into context. Here you had a bunch of males a long way from home for an extended period. Friendships are made and there are falling outs. They are traveling, working hard and playing hard with little sleep. Some large egos, drugs and alcohol. It’s a recipe for trouble and I’m surprised it never happened more than we know.

Exactly! These Dennis and Carl aren't women! They are men. I bet if Dennis punched Mike or Rocky, these same people would be applauding! Not that I would support that either.

Pure crap...both/  Flush twice.

Specific examples?  Good gawd!!!  Do we really have to relive 6 + years of multiple ass-hole interview remarks, a dumb-ass auto-biography and piss poor album releases, of rediculous TV appearances with wannabe boy 'John' taking [almost] centre stage every 4th of July, of rubbing the same old salt into the same old wounds and, as a result, sadly retracing the denigration of a once illustrious name/brand?

Anyone with 1/2 a page of knowledge pertaining to the Sand Pail Sailors knows that ol' [and I do mean OLD] Money-Bags Mikey tours with the name only because it is LICENSED to him.  That he has Bruce tagging along for some semblance of cred is rather suspect.  Anyone referring back to that half page will recognize that the REAL Beach Boys tour with Brian...and Al...and Blondie.

'Pinch your nose and sing boy' was there along the long and illustrious path to glory [and the Rock 'n' Toll Hall of Fame]...sho-nuff...but generally?  Only from the waist down.  

And now?  That path needs to be weeded, stooped and scooped.

Meanwhile the thread about an artificial book, devoid of fact, labors on.  Unbelievable.  It's a sh*t in/sh*t out scenario.  Time to flush and lock the door behind you.

[weird]

OK wata.  Thanks for 'splainin'.  But still.  Things is weird 'round here.  Emdeeh is female by the way.  I'm not though.

[Lp's]

So where on gawd's green earth did the top Lp's and singles things go?  Can't be 'cause Wata was associated with them.  Other Wata stuff still floats.  Ever since that 'crap on a stick' 'new' Rocky poop-fest not to mention our 'best day ever' celebration threads started...this site has really started to successfully search for the drain.  Come on boys ... we can do better than THIS.  Pet sounds stops making 'noise?  That's one thing.  But this site?  Craig?  Billy?  Let's get back in the groove.

And so they've still managed to ooze into this thread and f*** up our modest little celebration.  Ignore the mo'fos.  They're not missed.  Thier collective campaign to hoist dirty Mike and his LOVEly ways here brought the proceedings to a halt.  The attack on several who chose to confront that kind of right wing, fact-free fuckery has been cast adrift.  They wallow in the poop pudding of their new cesspool.  Leave it to them and let us continue, rather, to enjoy ourselves and also to converse with dubious salesmen who pop in to stir the pot with their random stories and fictional fantasies.

If memory serves...wasn't November 15th, 2018 the day OSD made it known across each and every forum known to man [and woman] -kind that he would be here posting in the 'buff'?  Congrats to those who deserve further credit.  Seems like the place can still get 'it' up [numbers wise] even without the various and sundry,  long lost malcontents.

I'm curious. Have you seen more than the one chapter?

Yes I have.  I've seen your posts.  They bury you under an avalanche of misinformation, assumptions, preconceptions, and redacted sources of, in the final analyses, fact-free foolishness.  I don't give a flying nun whether or not you've spent time in show business.  That doesn't make you a writer, a researcher, credible or even honest.  Then you toss this sample chapter of yawn-inducing 'sycopathetic' and misconstrued 'gobbledeegoop' onto the 'pile' and have the audacity to suggest that it all magically, somehow, against all odds, gets 'better' .  The only way this gets better is if the book is used like an old Sears and Roebuck catalogue out in the hunting camp outhouse.  Go peddle your papers to the totally and completely uninformed.  Maybe you can pass this hogwash off on them.

This will be my last communication with you regarding this useless piece of sh!t you have the unmitigated audacity to refer to as a "book".  [good thing we didn't step in it.]

[don't]

Ya think that I might have been a little rough on dear ol' Ron Craig?  Well guess what?  I have no time for people who think because they've had something of a 'hand' in tossing together a few words, ideas and semi-fictional stories provided by ill-informed 1/2 milers, part-timers and a host of others looking to have their bottoms smooched, buffed and polished, that we will idly just sit back and encourage yet another barrage of pure unadulterated bull excrement to be wafted down upon the great unwashed.

The guy is as transparent as they come.  He admits he doesn't know the people he's 'writing' about, that he's merely some level of 'fan-boy' and that he's somehow qualified here because he's stood on or near a stage professionally.  Whoop-dee-doo.  His sources for accumulating and deciphering facts are clearly and desperately 'wanting'.  This tripe wasn't even ready to be proof-read and edited let alone printed.  Yet he's in here chastising folks who haven't read the obvious foolishness at hand. 

To me?  THAT doesn't deserve a pass.  It does encourage scorn though.  [and plenty of it.]  Better to call a spade a spade.  If Ron wants to save his reputation he should do everything he can to make the point to the powers that be that this 'book' is not ready to hit the shelves.  If it does though...bind it like a little girl's diary and then don't provide any keys with which to open it.  Trees will die for THIS!!!???!!!???!!!

There otta be a law. 

[Well no. He hasn't always been the front man. Nor has he ever been the only member of the Beach Boys to sing lead. As you'll mention shortly. Al sang lead on their first #1 hit. Brian sang lots of leads. Then, thankfully, up stepped the best voice in the band, Carl, to take over. Dennis also left Mike behind vocally and creatively. A cause for jealousy? You Betcha. When Jack was managing things Mike was moved back into the pack while Carl was moved forward to run the show musically. And in regard to holding the band together...Mike's lack of commitment to rehearsing meant that the Beach Boys lost their signature sound and that they became SO SLOPPY sounding that Carl left the band in disgust. In his absence the live sound really plummeted to the point that the NON-creative side had to give in, agree to rehearse and welcome Carl back in order to save them from falling off of the stage and live performing. With Mike in charge they sucked.]

"contempt prior to investigation is unfair and quite honestly BS."  I agree...100%.  Knowing that you're a walkin'/talkin' proponent of a "natural high" seems to make entire sense in terms of your 'take' on things regarding this topic of discussion.  It says that you're gullible and easily fooled.  Meanwhile much of what you've shared here tips the scales in my favour.  Your posts are all one needs to read in order to deduce that you don't know what the f*** you're talking about when it comes to THIS SPECIFIC story.  Then there's this chapter of twaddle.  I'll insert myself where needed.

Mike Love, who has always been front man and lead singer ... Mike has his own variety of hardworking genius; he’s the invaluable mixture of glue and sweat that held the band together for decades.  Well no.  He hasn't always been the front man.  Nor has he ever been the only member of the Beach Boys to sing lead.  As you'll mention shortly.  Al sang lead on their first #1 hit.  Brian sang lots of leads.  Then, thankfully, up stepped the best voice in the band, Carl, to take over.  Dennis also left Mike behind vocally and creatively.  A cause for jealousy?  You Betcha.  When Jack was managing things Mike was moved back into the pack while Carl was moved forward to run the show musically.  And in regard to holding the band together...Mike's lack of commitment to rehearsing meant that the Beach Boys lost their signature sound and that they became SO SLOPPY sounding that Carl left the band in disgust.  In his absence the live sound really plummeted to the point that the NON-creative side had to give in, agree to rehearse and welcome Carl back in order to save them from falling off of the stage and live performing.   With Mike in charge they sucked.

Mike has always been the dependable Beach Boy, sober and present through thick and thin and thousands of gigs. As the frontman and lead singer, he embodied the Beach Boys image with his voice and mesmerizing stage presence. The Beach Boys would have folded in 1964 without him  What?  Rocky, of course, was there at the time and can accurately detail the comings and goings of the band circa 1964?  As for Mike's dependability and his soberness the Hall of Fame inductions dispel that cloud of farted out air instantly.


The band was not as popular as it had been before the British Invasion. The music scene changed dramatically with the likes of the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Cream, and The Who. Jimi Hendrix had the bad taste to announce, “Well, we’ll never have to listen to that lame surf music again,” at the Monterey Pop festival in 1967.  That was, at best, mean-spirited crap in my opinion.  Hogwash delivered by the dump truck load!!!  The Boys were the most successful pre British Invasion act in America post the British Invasion.  Good God!!!  In the very chapter you, again, mentioned Help Me Rhonda...their 1st #1 hit.  The Boys grew in stature after the Brits landed.  And that Hendrix quote?  Misquoted.  Came from a recorded song on his first L.P. 'Are you Experienced'.  He was referring to his friend Dick Dale.

Brian and his wife Marilyn took it upon themselves to keep the group afloat during the band’s lean days in the late Sixties and first few years of the Seventies.
 a turnaround in their fortunes took place, as always, on the back of Mike Love, the reliable workhorse, day in and day out. So the fact that the Wilsons supplied cash to keep the ball rolling was equaled by Mike's back and reliability?  The rest of the crew were what?  Mannequins?  


 However, touring and playing your greatest hits in every concert venue is one level of success; making creative new music is entirely another level. What was really going to put the Beach Boys back on top was Stephen’s creative and risky “Brian’s Back” campaign, a public relations masterstroke   A masterstroke?  It was a lie.  It was soon discovered to be a ploy.  Brian wasn't back.  The whole 'however many big ones' album quickly rose and fell, failed to deliver on the promise, saw songs released incorrectly [like It's OK should have been released BEFORE Rock 'n' Roll Music...you know...at the beginning of the summer...not at the end of it.], and it generally disappointed except for Had to Phone Ya.  Compared to Friends, 20/20, Holland, Surf's Up, Carl and the Passions and Holland [which thankfully all gave us a LOT less Mike] this stuff was back to the drawing/board-teaching little fingers to play music by comparison.  Brian's Back?  There was one chance to make that first impression and the Loves blew it...badly.  The ramifications would last a decade.  THAT is on their backs.

For Brian, the thought was painful and frightening; he really wanted no part of fame or success again. After all, look what it had brought him before, nothing but heartache and disappointment. Brian had been a broken man for almost a decade.  Did he have the mettle to put his fragile self, his talent, and his soul on the line again? That was the multi-million-dollar question. We were going to see if Stephen could prop Brian up, with my help and Stan’s, and get the golden goose to produce a hit record that would resonate with the times.  Let's prop up "the golden goose".  Now THAT'S compassion.  The true bottom line eh?


To further complicate the challenges he faced, Brian heard voices on a regular basis, voices sometimes telling him to harm people, or that people were about to harm him.  So you finally get to this.  The crux of the matter recognized [in this printing] at long last.  Almost as an afterthought the fact that Brian had been dealing with a mental illness, the true basis for his problems, was nodded at and then shelved?  Let's pound the sh*t out of Carl and Dennis [unmercifully] and forget to address the elephant in the room which Brian was forced to ride.  Cowards at every turn...ol' Rocky and Stan.  Just plain cowards.

Brian had his first nervous breakdown two days before Christmas in 1964, when he suddenly left a concert tour, vowing never to tour again. Instead, he focused on writing new music for the band; he wanted to expand creatively and write with people of his own choosing.  Right.  Generally and often NOT Mike.  Mike penned lyrics for far less than 1/2 of their songs...even fewer during the glory years.

Brian stayed home to write music over the next couple of years, and the Beach Boys toured without him. Brian’s music evolved through several new albums in 1965 and 1966, with his masterpiece, Pet Sounds, coming out in 1966. In 1967, he was hard at work at what was to be its follow-up, Smile. [Again, as had been the case with Pet Sounds...without Mike...who bitched and moaned and complained to the point of more than mere annoyance...and to anyone and everyone connected.  Hells Bells.  he pretty much chased Van Dyke away.  What an Ass!!!  That wouldn't have impacted at all on poor Brian now would it have?  Friggin' idiot!!!]

Mike was not happy with some of the esoteric lyrics Brian’s new collaborators were writing. Though he recognized that Pet Sounds was a musical masterpiece, he knew what worked for the band. He thought Brian should stick to the proven and comfortable formula of surfing, hot rods and California girls, and he was essentially correct. It took years before Pet Sounds sophisticated brilliance was broadly accepted, and it never became a commercial hit.  He was, in fact, essentially wrong.  The musical times were a-changin'  The band's fans were maturing.  Brian knew that the Boys had to keep ahead of the curve.  To return to 1964 was ever-so-wrongheaded which would be proven in the mid 70s when Mike finally ''wrassled' control of the group away from the creative half and turned it into Sha Na Na with plastic buckets and sand shovels.   Oh and it didn't take years for fans to appreciate Pet Sounds.  It was instantaneous.  [and Sloop John B, Wouldn't It Be Nice/God Only Knows and Caroline No offer further proof]  The record company was not forthcoming about album sales and accrued profits in real time.  It was, in fact, a BIG hit.  Still is.

Since the group’s founding, Brian had always shared the credit with Mike because he was gentle, generous, and he’d looked up to his older cousin.   Wrong.  Check out the Mike nominated to the Song Writers Hall of Fame thread for the breakdown on how few songs he actually helped to create.  Mike has always endeavored to grab far more credit than is actually due.  He now has dubious credit for quite a slew of songs he likely contributed little or nothing to in terms of their composition.

Now all Brian wanted to do was stretch out and explore further reaches artistically, to compete with the likes of the Beatles.  [As of Rubber Soul in 1965.  Everybody knows that.  Writin' 'bout girls on some Beach wasn't gonna get that done.  And let us not forget that Mike only contributed to a handful of the car songs so forget that.  The future was only going to be discovered by moving forward, onward and upward.]

In 1967, Mike’s discomfort with Brian’s new musical direction caused things to get more than a little heated. As portrayed in the film Love and Mercy, they had an ugly scene, and it brought things to a head. Brian had reached his breaking point; his mental and physical reserves were stretched so thin, he was done. [Thanks, in part, to the witless, heartless, talent-shy greed-hog who helped push him there with his incessant crapola.]

At that point, Brian effectively quit the band and withdrew into a cocoon of drugs and disenchantment. He vowed he would never write songs again for the Beach Boys, and he opted to slip into oblivion. He just couldn’t take it anymore. He checked out.   So there was no Smiley Smile?  No Wild Honey?  Friends was a myth?  20/20 was just an eyesight thing?  Sunflower?  Something which grew in the garden.  Surf's Up?  Indeed.  And Holland?  They just went there to buy some wooden shoes?

Years went by and Brian stayed in his cocoon, sometimes not leaving his bedroom for months except to go downstairs to the kitchen and eat (and eat and eat).  Mental illness Einstein.  Mental illness.  Plus he was likely hiding from Mike and his pack of loveless sycophants.

He was a defeated shell of a man, simply waiting to die. If ever there was a modern-day tragic Shakespearean character, Brian filled the role. He had, in the vernacular of surfers, wiped out.  Thanks Dr. Rocky.  You remain a coward.  An IGNORANT coward.  Disloyal.  Untrustworthy.  A bully.  Unworthy


Stephen declared that if Stan and I couldn’t keep drugs out of Brian’s life, no one could.  After all, Brian is a genius, and he would prove to be extremely crafty and resourceful when it came to feeding his drug habit. Brian didn’t hesitate to approach complete strangers and beg them for drugs.   That would seem like genius to someone who played way too many games without a helmet.  

 Stephen’s "Brian’s Back" campaign made the band richer than it had been in its heyday in the Sixties.  Huh?  Why?  Inflation?  Wasn't because of new record sales.  Must have been because of the body of work they collectively helped to record...and perform...all based on the creative genius of Brian D Wilson along with collaborators like Gary Usher, Roger Christian, Tony Asher, Van Dyke Parks, Carl Wilson, Dennis Wilson, Al Jardine and even Mike Love and Bruce Johnston.  I can't, off the top of my head, recall a Beach Boys song David Marks helped to write back in the day.  Stephen's campaign was bogus and as I said earlier they blew the chance to score long term when the campaign delivered bullshit.  [just like this book]
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[HAT!!!]

Guy trashes the most loved and respected members of a group. Entire message board rallies against said trashed members of the group and puts the guy in his place. Guy comes back with his tail between his legs saying "Oh, I'm sorry, you're right. They really were great guys!!". This is a most entertaining thread.  

But ...said "guy" is stickin' to his story 'cause the 'con' job has not only been swallowed whole but it's been completely digested and then, as a result, subsequently crapped out and used to fertilize more of that same supposed 'shinola' which has been published and even called a "book"...by some.  That the so-called "book" is the equivalent of the exact same 2-part made for TV B.S.-'fest' referred to in this specific thread is not to be construed as a problem though as the individual in question here is willing to 'take' our fan-worthy abuse' in order to further sales.

Well good fuckin' luck with THAT!!!

[conned]

Have to agree with OSD.  Leave that Kool-Aid alone boy.  You've been badly [and easily ... apparently] conned.

There's one infamous scene (from circa '66, so I don't remember if that's part one or two) where the actor playing Mike's glue-on beard is peeling off during a scene, and they just left it in.
 

I haven't seen the film in ages, so I don't recall this scene.

But a high-quality screenshot needs to be taken of this; this could be meme gold.

My recollection is that it's a scene from circa 1967 or so where Mike is talking to his wife in a door way and the mustache and/or beard starts peeling off. If I'm recalling correctly, the actor can tell it's happening and tries to nonchalantly push it back on during the course of the conversation.

Something to consider here that everyone seems to be missing.  It could very well be that this scene is the most accurate in the entire 2 part trip to 'la toilette'...aka the 'movie'.  This was a recreation of the time when Mike's beard and moustache rejected him.  Similar thing happened to 'Tricky Dicky' only a few years later when he went in for an asshole transplant and the asshole quickly rejected him.  sh*t happens.

It's important to remember that for whatever reason, maybe because Carl liked to drink a bit himself that he and Dennis were not overly helpful in keeping booze and drugs away from Brian. I never knew the man personally. He was clearly a great musician, but drinking seems to have poisoned his potential along the way.

 Mike Love's steady hand and mediation practice was a large part of the glue that kept the band together day in and day out, year after year, and not just on stage.

And you had the audacity to question my associations?  Again...and I quote..."I never knew the man personally."  I did.  Your credibility is questionable at best.  The source of your information is, as he always was, biased.  And your 'take' on cousin Michael is laughable.  You're doing an even worse job of selling books here than the obviously untrustworthy Rocklette did back prior to his 'dismissal'..

['booklette']

So this HUNK O' POOP 'booklette' from one of the sorriest [and clearly insignificant] bystanders in the history of the Beach Boys has sadly oozed to the surface for its 15 minutes of well clouded-over daylight?

What a shame it is that the gutless somehow garner attention, entirely after the fact, when all they really deserve is to be completely ignored.

Let that coward back in here to pump his jaded and tainted view?  Not a chance.  I vote unequivocally NO!!!

[NOT]

One would think that the winner of a "songwriter's" award would , at the very least, have written some memorable MUSIC.  This guy wrote the lyrics to  some successful hit songs...most of them between 1964 and 1965 plus a handful after that...where he adeptly tidied up work which had already been largely done on songs like Good Vibrations and Kokomo.  It's not all that impressive a body of work when you consider that he didn't provide nearly as much as people might likely assume.

L.P. by L.P... ... ...

Surfin Safari...3 songs and a little bit on 2 more which Gary Usher did most of the work on with Brian
Surfin USA...3 songs
Surfer Girl...4 songs
Little Deuce Coupe...3 songs and a little bit again on a B. Wilson/G. Usher song
Shut Down 2...3 songs
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All Summer Long...8 songs.  So FINALLY Love steps up to the plate AFTER the foundational work he gets SO much credit for has already been written and recorded.
Xmas Album...3 songs
Today...8 songs plus a bit on a 9th
Summer Days and Summer Nights...8 songs
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Party...1 song...well 2 as it's a medley.  Several of the above 'credits' were awarded in court while Brian was incapacitated.  Some deserved.  Several likely BOGUS.
Pet Sounds...1 song supposedly plus 2 others he kind of weaseled a credit out of.
SMiLE...Just weaselin' here as well.
Smiley Smile...3 songs
Wild Honey...10 songs [supposedly]
Friends...2 songs plus 3 way credit on 2 more.
20/20...1 song.  As Brian was not the main man here ... but rather Carl ... notice how the weaselin' stopped?  I did...and do.

Thus ends the 60s and the Beach Boys so-called Glory Days...and really...I'm being generous by extending it as long as I did.  Mike's KEY area of contribution as a "songwriter" clearly /really only lasted for 2 years...1964/65  After that some really fine, forward thinking albums would follow.  Sunflower, Surf's Up, Carl and the Passions and Holland in particular.  Love's contributions were way, WAY down and certainly they were no more significant than any of the other guys participation.  In fact Denny outdistances him as a songwriter.  Why?  Because Dennis Wilson was, in fact, a songwriter beginning on the Friends album and then especially from 20/20 on.  No wonder Mike was so pissed off with him.  He was jealous.  Up until he stupidly plowed the group toward becoming Sha Na Na with sand shovels and buckets...he wrote lyrics for significantly less than 1/2 of their body of work.  He wrote almost no NOTES for the treble clef and his claims regarding credit on a number of songs is suspect.  Yet he wants to take all of the credit as a "songwriter" this time around?

I think NOT  

[a]

Perfect timing.  One of them will be masquerading as a Beach Boy...the older, follically  pummeled one, on the other hand, masquerading as THE Beach Boys.   VERY scary!!!  Wrong and Dead wrong.  And...as always...especially and entirely here...2 wrongs do NOT make a right.