The Beach Boys: The Beach Boys

SAY YOU'RE AT your high school reunion – a far-fetched thought, but bear with me for a moment – and some creep corners you by the onion dip, pokes you in the ribs, and starts into the same routine he gets into every time you see him: ‘Remember how much fun we use ta have? Those were the days, huh? Boy, if things could only be the way they were then, that'd be great, wouldn't it? Well, wouldn't it?’ You might think: did I ever like this clown? Isn't this jovial desperation kind of, well, pathetic?