The title track of the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ 1999 LP, ”Californication” was a song that was read on so many levels that it became a talisman of sorts for both the band and their fans. Poised to usher in a new era for the band, as their album shot to the top of the charts in June (following the relative disappointment of the preceding One Hot Minute), it also marked the first song that the revitalized Red Hot Chili Peppers, with original guitarist John Frusciante newly returned to the fold, sat down and jammed through as they put themselves back on track. Written while on vacation in India, frontman Anthony Kiedis’s thoughtful lyrics prove he remained as mindful and soulful as ever, and still as hip to politically charged lyrics as he was to sex and drugs and rock’ n’ roll. ”Californication” is a sublimely smooth, modern symphony, that showered accolades and derision on Hollywood, the inevitably gross expansion of American culture and all the good and bad that accompanies it, talking of the love and rot that lies on the coast before the cliffs drop it all into the ocean. It was a heady message, but one that was lovingly cradled within the framework of the Red Hot Chili Peppers newly minted, grown up sonics – guitar, drums and vocals so different to those that went before, but still undoubtedly bearing the band’s imprint.