Eddie Cochrin's Summertime Blues, The Lovin' Spoonfuls Summer In The City, The Isley Brother's Summer Breeze and Banarama's Cruel Summer together make a pretty great into to the genre of the Summer Song.
And that's obviously because it is my favorite of all the seasons. I dislike winter. Like Los Angeles, it is too cold and too damp. Fall is interesting, poetic and beautiful in it's own right, but like Spring it seems a transitional season. You are passing through, rather than arriving at a destination. Winter arrives. So does Summer.
The other thing is that I'm fascinated about how vastly differently Summer is viewed. For many, it represents youth, fun and abandon. For more mature artists, like Don Henley, they are able to take that and show that Summer, obviously, is also transitional. And the youth and fun of one time doesn't necessarily translate well to the winter of our years. Or, our generations years.
Here is one for all those who see the Deadhead stickers on Cadillacs. Don't look back. You can never look back.
