… when I hear this song.
Here it is the groove slightly transformed, just a bit of a break from the norm. Just a little somethin to break the monotony…
Every year at the beginning of June, radio stations start BLASTING this song. There is nothing like cruising (or crawling) down the road with your windows or top down, your arms hanging over the side of the car, this song blaring from the speakers. Get a little head bob, a nod and a grin at the car next to you.. Ahhhhhh. SUMMER.
Summer is my season. I just… love it. Anywhere, as long as it’s sunny. I live in the South and summer in Atlanta means HEAT. Last summer was a SCORCHER, temps over 105. I… I kind of liked it? Sort of? Yeah I know I’m crazy.
Summer also traditionally marks three long months of doing nothing, followed by fall, when I look back on my summer and go “man, I didn’t do anything all summer.” Well. Not this summer.