Missing Carl Wilson December 21, 1946-February 6, 1998

Today, Sunday, December 21 is the anniversary of Carl Wilson’s birth date. Born in 1946, had he beaten back the cancer that took his life, Carl would have turned 79 today.

Ultimately, Carl’s passing broke up the group, the Beach Boys, that he helped found.

The Beach Boys continued to perform and record after the passing of drummer, Dennis Wilson in 1983.

But with Carl’s death, the remaining members— cousins Brian Wilson and Mike Love, Al Jardine, and Bruce Johnston fractured and split like a California vault line. This seismic shift resulted in multiple business disagreements and countless lawsuits.

Of course in 2012, those remaining members put aside their differences for a new album and a world tour in honor of their 50th anniversary.

Still, I will always wonder what the Beach Boys would have been like if Carl had lived, and that applies to his brother, Dennis, a bit too.

Author Kent Crowley’s book, Long Promised Road, takes us into the ups and downs of the Beach Boys. There is a lot of coastline to cover in Carl’s life with and without the Beach Boys. Crowley attempts to capture this journey.

I can only begin to think what it must have been like for Carl as the youngest brother to Brian and Dennis. Their mother, Audree, must have had her hands full raising these distinct personalities.

Her husband, Murry, by all accounts could be challenging too. Yet, the love of music in the Wilson household was linked to Murry, a businessman, and a frustrated songwriter.

Early on, the oldest son, Brian showed promise in music. Most documented writings about the Beach Boys reference a story when Brian requests that his mother make Carl sing with him rather than allowing Carl to join in a neighborhood baseball game.

Mothers tend to have an intuitive sense about their children. According to longtime Beach Boys’ historian, David Leaf, Audree Wilson noted this about her youngest son: “Carl was born 30.”

In 1961, when the Beach Boys first started finding traction around Los Angeles, Carl was their 15 year old lead guitarist.

Three years later in December 1964, Carl’s maturity would steady the band on the concert road when Brian experienced his first nervous breakdown.

With the exception of a period time in the spring and summer of 1981, Carl led the Beach Boys when they toured. Carl departed in 1981 to tour as a solo artist in support of his first solo album.

He opted to return to continue his work with the Beach Boys, but with this mandate to his bandmates—1981 must mean as much as 1961 once did. With that ultimatum Carl set out to reinvigorate the groups’ live performances.

One of my favorite periods for the Beach Boys was from 1970 through 1973. Carl was at the heart of this productive period for the group in the studio and on the road.

Four strong studio albums released by Warner Brothers/Reprise/Brother Records: Sunflower(1970), Surf’s Up(1971), Carl and the Passions “So Tough”(1972), Holland(1973), and The Beach Boys In Concert(1973), found favor with their fan base and music critics too.

Always strong live performers, through the mid-70s, the Beach Boys became a top concert draw again. Their trademark harmonies and musicianship led the way.

Recording engineer, Stephen Desper, a visionary manager, Jack Rieley, and Carl’s steadiness in working with each member of the band in the studio and on the road helped to facilitate this turnaround.

That surge pushed into 1975, when Capitol Records released the Beach Boys’ album Endless Summer. This double album introduced a new generation of fans to the groups’ deep catalog of hit records.

Endless Summer was a huge commercial success. That success translated to even more people attending their concerts at larger venues across America.

Ironically, the triumph of Endless Summer actually brought an end to that early 1970s stretch of songwriting creativity from the Beach Boys.

For the remainder of their careers when the Beach Boys performed live, they became an oldies act. Sure, they did the obligatory promotional performances of new singles from their latest studio albums, and on occasion, a setlist included a rarely performed nugget, but by and large, they became a jukebox with the old hit songs dominating the show.

Through all of these changes, Carl Wilson endured. He led the group on stage ensuring that the singing and playing met his high expectations.


I have no idea how many times I saw the Beach Boys in concert, but Carl’s singing and playing were always a treat for me. His voice rang true whether singing lead or blending into the harmonies.

No matter if Carl’s lead was a tender love song like “Only With You”(from the Holland album), or a rocker like “Darlin’”(from the Wild Honey album), or a fan favorite like “God Only Knows” from the Pet Sounds album, his voice was unmistakeable.

From the Sunflower album, early in the song “Cool Water,” there is a marvelous section of interplay with the background vocals from Carl and his brother, Brian. I’m sure glad that Audree made Carl sing with Brian when they were growing up. Examples like this capture the chemistry of their vocal cords that only brothers could have.

With his guitar playing, Carl had all of the required chops and more.

Whether playing a solo or supporting the structure of a song, he knew the sound he needed to capture for live performances. Carl was competent on six string acoustic or electric, and twelve string as well.

During his career, Carl played guitars made by Fender, Gibson, Epiphone, and Rickenbacker. In 2000, Rickenbacker guitars released a new signature model guitar named after Carl.

In October of 1989, I was able to meet Carl Wilson. This is a longer story that I will document some day. But, he could not have been kinder to me.

Cancer continues to be one of the most rotten things on earth. I absolutely despise it. I don’t know why cancer had to destroy such a gifted musician. But again, I do know why cancer robbed us of Carl—cancer doesn’t care who it invades.

Although I play no musical instrument, nor can I carry a tune, I have a deep admiration for musicians.

There is something special about music and its capacity to touch our souls.

I think Carl Wilson’s gift of music touched many souls.

For some reason, Psalm 32:7 makes me think about Carl: “You are my hiding place, you will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.”

I think music can be a hiding place. A place where the troubles of the world can be soothed by songs that can transport us ever so briefly from the tough realities of the moment.

Sometimes, that is all we need—the strength of a song to buffer us through the challenge before us.

Like me, Carl Wilson was an imperfect human being.

Yet, I admired his endurance with the musical contributions he made to the Beach Boys.

I also appreciated the spirit of his battle to beat back the cancer that took him.

Yes, I miss Carl Wilson.

I’m certain his family misses him too.

But at the very least, I can still listen to the music he made with and without the Beach Boys.

And on those days when I need a distraction, one of those songs for a few minutes will humbly touch my sagging, old heart.

In that joyful sound, I will appreciate God’s gift to Carl.

After his death in 2000, the album Like A Brother was released. This album was a collaborative effort featuring Gerry Beckley from America, Robert Lamm from Chicago, and Carl Wilson from the Beach Boys.

The album features the songwriting, singing, and musicianship from each of these gifted musicians who had been friends for many years.

From this recording, one of Carl’s songs “I Wish For You” has been a favorite. Carl collaborated with Robert White Johnson and Phil Galdston on this effort.

The song features a pretty lead vocal from Carl and heartfelt lyrics.

With Christmas a few days away sharing these two lines from the song seem appropriate:

“I wish you hope through your share of tears,
I wish you peace all your living years.”

At this very moment, no matter where you are in your life, I wish and your families hope and peace this Christmas and in 2026.

Good Lord knows we need it.

Love you all, be safe.

Original photo courtesy of my friend, Jeff Aaron, via the Appalachian State University yearbook staff November 1972.

Thanks Brian Wilson

I never met Brian Wilson, but during his lifetime I met his songs, his music.

My first record purchase was a Beach Boys’ single. It was the Christmas hit “The Little Saint Nick.” On the flip side was a stunning a cappella version of “The Lord’s Prayer.”

From that first listen to that record, I was hooked.

Brian’s songwriting had a way of hooking people.

He took us to sunny California to surf the Pacific’s waves. To get to those famous west coast beaches, Brian put us in cars too— little deuce coupes and woodies. No matter if we were in one of those fast cars or watching surfers, we were surrounded by pretty California girls.

Brian was a marketer for California. He sold California to America and the world.

The lyrics showcased the lingo of surfers, hot rodders, and surfer girls.

The singable melodies locked into our instant recall. Irresistible harmonies as golden as sunshine became a trademark. Layers of instruments sometimes played with chord changes that weren’t supposed to work on paper showed the brilliance of his songwriting capabilities.

In 1961, their recordings and concerts started a legacy that lasted longer than anyone in the group could have imagined. Brian’s two younger brothers, Dennis and Carl, their cousin, Mike Love, and Brian’s high school friend, Al Jardine, formed the group.

Early on, the Wilson’s father, Murry, was the band’s manager. Despite his imperfections, Murry positioned the band for their early success as he smoozed disc jockeys, concert promoters, and dealt with the record company.

From 1962 through 1966, the band could do no wrong. Their hit songs raced up the charts. Screaming fans filled concert halls. But in 1964 while on a concert tour, Brian had a nervous breakdown.

That breakdown like a shift in a tectonic plate in the San Andreas fault broke the Beach Boys’ early formula—write songs, record, tour. Brian stopped touring. This allowed him to put his energies into writing songs and production work.

Brian worked with the gifted Los Angeles studio musicians who with great affection were named the Wrecking Crew. A new formula was born. Brian wrote the songs. He recorded the backing tracks with the Wrecking Crew. When the Beach Boys came off the road, they went into the studio and added the vocals.

This freedom to write and record allowed Brian to hone his skills as a producer. The studio became a second home. He pushed the traditional boundaries for the musicians and for his favorite recording engineer, Chuck Britz. Brian once asked Mr. Britz if he could bring a horse into the studio. Mr. Britz said no.

Brian also pushed himself to write and create beyond the band’s surfers, surfer girls, and fast cars image. From this came the legendary album Pet Sounds. Brian was twenty-three at the time. Released in 1966, initially, Pet Sounds was not a commercial success. The album’s success came from how it changed the way musicians from around the world wrote and recorded their songs.

The Beatles were listening. Brian’s work and innovations nudged them into their landmark album Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band.

Brian continued to push. The stunning single “Good Vibrations” was released. The recording was another masterpiece. The back story of the song’s recording sessions shows Brian either as a mad genius or a master of the studio.

His next project Smile continued to push the envelope. With Smile, as beautiful as we now know it was, the album crushed the Beach Boys’ successful hit making formula like a monster rogue wave from the Pacific.

His bandmates, the record company needed hit records. Smile was aborted. Brian retreated.

From 1967 until 1975, Brian quietly worked behind the scenes with the Beach Boys. He contributed songs, produced in the studio with them, but his reclusiveness begin to spin Brian out of control.

By 1975, physically, Brian was a far cry from the high school athlete he had been. His appetite was out of control, constant smoking was destroying his beautiful singing voice, and his consumption of drugs was impacting his personal well being.

Brian’s first wife, Marilyn, sought an intervention. She brought in a controversial psycho-therapist, Dr. Eugene Landy. Despite the good and bad from Dr. Landy, no one can deny that his interventions saved Brian’s life twice.

Brian’s second wife, Melinda Ledbetter, was the spark for launching Brian’s career as a solo artist. Contributing to this redemption was another group of young Los Angeles based musicians, the Wondermints. This group with other gifted musicians formed what became known as Brian’s band.

This band was fearless. No matter the concert set lists they hit every note with their instrumental chops and vocal dexterity. For example, the entire complex Pet Sounds album was played in concerts note for note.

Dead in a studio vault for almost forty years, the Smile album was resurrected. It was re-recorded, released, and met with high critical acclaim. Again, the musical gifts of Brian’s band drove this redemption of Smile.

In 2012, the living members of the Beach Boys reunited for a fiftieth anniversary tour. Brian had lots of songs to contribute to a new studio album.

After this success, for Brian recordings and concert appearance continued. But then in a summer co-headling tour with Chicago in 2022, his demeanor on stage changed. Brian became less and less engaged with the audience. By the tour’s final date, it was clear Brian’s concert performances were over.

Part of me believes that Brian’s work with the gifted musicians in his band and those concert performances added to the quality of his life, and maybe even extended his life.
However, on January 30, 2024, we learned how much the quality of Brian’s life depended upon his wife, Melinda. Married for twenty-nine years, she had been his rock. Her passing was a devastating loss.

The impact of this loss came to reality in May of 2024. That’s when Brian’s family formally placed him in a conservatorship. Dementia was to be his end.

After all that he endured, I’m amazed that Brian made it to 82. He outlived his brothers, Dennis and Carl.

It always seemed to me that his heart was music, that music was his rescuer, his redemption, a lifeline.

And in its own unique way, I believe Brian’s music was a rescuer, a redeemer, a lifeline for people who needed something to hang on to when life challenges us.

I will miss Brian Wilson.

Despite all of life’s ups and downs that Brian endured, I’m thankful for my first record purchase. That purchase started a lifelong journey with Brian and the Beach Boys.

I have thought about citing a favorite song to close out this piece. But, I can’t. There are too many.

Just as Brian was relentless in his songwriting and studio production, I encourage you to be relentless in discovering the music Brian made beyond the hit songs. Your ears, heart, and soul will not regret this pursuit.

So, I leave you with these words from Brian’s youngest brother, Carl. These comments came from the Beach Boys boxed set Made In California.

Carl Wilson: “I asked Brian one time, I guess we were just having a long conversation talking about life and some of the stuff we had gone through, and I said: “Why do you think we succeeded in such a big way?” He said: “I think the music celebrated the joy of life in a real simple way, a real direct experience of joyfulness.”

I think Brian was right.

His music brought a joy into the world.

A joyfulness that will live forever.

Brian Wilson in his home recording studio, circa 1971. (Photo Bob Jenkins)

Author’s note: On the afternoon of Wednesday, June 11, my dear college friend, Steve Hodge, who is also an accomplished musician, and long time fan of the Beach Boys, let me know that Brian Wilson had passed. In all of our road trips to see the Beach Boys in concert, I can only remember one show when Brian performed with the group. That was in the spring of 1979 at the Greensboro Coliseum. Additionally, my childhood friend, Joe Vanderford, another follower of Brian and the Beach Boys, has kept me in the loop with references to articles and podcasts related to Brian’s passing. Today, Friday, June 20 is Brian’s birthday. He would have turned 83. His website: https://www.brianwilson.com/ has posted a nice tribute to Brian.