Alongside 1991’s Blood Sugar Sex Magik, Red Hot Chili Peppers’ album Californication from 1999 is seen to be the cream de la cream* within the band’s discography. The album marked the first return of guitarist John Frusciante, who, after leaving the band initially in ’92, had spent nearly the rest of the decade getting as low as he could on an almighty drug binge that shockingly didn’t kill him. After coming out of rehab and having to change his approach to guitar playing, the chemistry between he, Flea, Chad Smith and Anthony Kiedis was rekindled and the “classic” lineup created what was considered by critics and fans to be a return to form after the band’s previous album One Hot Minute (which isn’t all that bad anyway.)

If you were to ask me what I thought about the album, I’d say it’s very front loaded (with four of its first eight songs being singles) and the whole second half is rather forgettable. It’s actually one of those albums in need of a remaster too because the loudness and clipping that happens on some songs is kind of ridiculous. But hey, that’s just me. Well, I say the whole half. I don’t mean it. There’s penultimate track ‘Right on Time’ which is a hectic freak-out. But the song that follows that, and closes out the entire album, is the finisher – today’s track – ‘Road Trippin’, a mainly acoustic number with no percussion accompanying, but instead an organ-generated string section that adds a sense of drama and fullness to the proceedings.

The track is an account by Anthony Kiedis of a road trip along the Pacific Coast Highway that he, Frusciante and Flea embarked on following the return of the guitarist. Drummer Chad Smith didn’t join them, hence the “two favourite allies” lyric, though that doesn’t stop people from jokingly referring to the exclusion. Like I said before, it’s unlike a lot of RHCP tracks ’cause it’s one for the acoustic guitars. Frusciante’s on one, Flea’s on an acoustic bass. Doesn’t stop them from locking in together and playing some sweet melodies that weave and play off one another. Kiedis’s lyrics, usually mocked and made a meme out of, are actually quite beautiful here, almost poetic, and Frusciante’s harmonies only heighten the feel-good sensations. It could have just been those three alone on here, and I feel it would have worked just as well. Luckily, the synthesized “strings” don’t sound so fake that you realise it’s not an actual string section. There are plenty of other songs that fail that task.

*I know it’s ‘crème de la crème’, just some dry humour.