There’s that heartfelt City, across the water, with its two beautiful bridges and its shoulder on the ocean. Now it has that frenetic feel to it, a wild-eyed panic, a desperation to be on the cusp of everything. And the Town, an echo of the City, reclines against the hills. The Town has charms: a lake, two lakes, good people and culture. The City’s got mists, pockets of cloud, loud fogs, and occasional sunshine. The Town is all clear, all sun. Beulah’s music works for both, even though it came from the City.