Sunset over Mount Konocti from the North Shore of Clear Lake

Track 8 of 10 · Country / Americana / Alt-Country

Konocti Sunset

Artist: Mycal

Album: North Shore Kinda Heaven

Released June 27, 2026

About This Track

"Konocti Sunset" is the album's memory-burn track: a Clear Lake ballad for boat-in concert nights, old ticket stubs, and the particular ache of a place that still glows long after its era has closed. It anchors the record's larger theme that places can vanish in one sense and remain permanent in another.

Lyrics

Used to keep those ticket stubs stacked in a drawer Nineteen-dollar nights, we were always wantin' more Star Card summer man we thought we had it made Boat pointed west and the whole lake lit our way Never once drove a car up to that hill We came in by water and I can see it still Tied up down below with the sunset on our backs Livin' like a dream that you never thought would crack Konocti Sunset burnin' gold and red Songs out on the water still ringin' in my head We were young and lucky and didn't know just yet How a place can leave and never let you forget Now I look across the lake and feel it in my chest Every time that mountain catches fire in the west Some nights are gone but they never really set Under a Konocti Sunset Crowd rollin' in by road, we came in by wake That old lake carried us to every show we'd take Cold drink in your hand, warm wind in your face Felt like nothin' in the world could ever take that place Then one day the music stopped and the lights went dark Left a quiet kind of empty sittin' on that part Still got the tickets and the stories and the sound But it hits a little harder when the sun goes down Konocti Sunset burnin' gold and red Songs out on the water still ringin' in my head We were young and lucky and didn't know just yet How a place can leave and never let you forget Now I look across the lake and feel it in my chest Every time that mountain catches fire in the west Some nights are gone but they never really set Under a Konocti Sunset Still see the dock lights and the crowd in summer clothes Still hear the boat cuttin' through the evening glow Every time that mountain catches evening light I swear I can hear one more Friday night Konocti Sunset burnin' gold and red All those old songs still rollin' through my head Nineteen-dollar nights and the best times we had yet Boat ride home beneath a sky I'll never forget Now I watch that mountain and I smile through the ache For every memory that old lake still can make Some things close down but they never really left Under a Konocti Sunset

Credits

Written by Mycal

Vocals: Mycal

Vocal recording: PreSonus AudioBox USB 96 + Neewer 700 mic

Composition: Suno + ACE-Step 1.5 with custom training

Stem humanization: Humanizer pipeline (custom Docker-based REST API)

Mixing: Audacity + FL Studio

Mastering: Green Trombone Records

Cover photo: Mycal, shot from the boat lift next to Indian Beach, Clear Lake North Shore

© 2026 Mycal Music