About the song
Barry Manilow’s iconic ballad, “It Never Rains in Southern California,” paints a vivid picture of a sun-kissed paradise turned upside down. This timeless song, released in 1978, explores themes of love, loss, and the unpredictable nature of life.
The song’s title, a seemingly contradictory statement, sets the stage for a narrative filled with irony and emotional depth. Southern California, often associated with endless sunshine and palm trees, is a place where dreams are made and hopes are nurtured. However, Manilow suggests that even in this idyllic setting, life’s storms can strike unexpectedly.
The lyrics delve into the personal experiences of a narrator who has been caught off guard by heartbreak. The metaphor of rain, typically associated with sadness and melancholy, is used to symbolize the unexpected tears that fall from the narrator’s eyes. The line “It never rains in Southern California” becomes a poignant reminder that even in the most cheerful places, pain and sorrow can find a way to intrude.
Manilow’s signature crooning voice adds a layer of vulnerability and sincerity to the song. His ability to convey both the joy and the heartache of love is evident in his phrasing and delivery. The melody, with its soaring highs and tender lows, perfectly complements the emotional journey of the lyrics.
“It Never Rains in Southern California” is more than just a catchy pop song; it is a poignant reflection on the human experience. The song’s enduring popularity can be attributed to its relatable themes, its evocative lyrics, and Manilow’s masterful performance. It serves as a timeless reminder that even in the sunniest of places, life’s storms can sometimes catch us off guard.
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Lyrics
Got on a board a west bound 747
Didn’t think before deciding what to do
All that talk of opportunities, TV breaks and movies
Rang true, sure rang true
Seems it never rains in Southern California
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California but girl, don’t they warn ya
It pours, man it pours
Out of work, I’m out of my head
Out of self respect, I’m out of bread
I’m under loved, I’m under fed
I wanna go home
It never rains in California but girl don’t they warn ya
It pours, man it pours
Will you tell the folks back home I nearly made it?
Tell them I had offers but didn’t know which one’s to take
But please don’t tell them how you found me
Don’t tell them how you found me, give me a break, give me a break
Seems it never rains in Southern California
Seems I’ve often heard that kind of talk before
It never rains in California but girl, don’t they warn ya