| snuh ( @ 2007-06-09 17:54:00 |
summertime, summertime

North of the equator, we're about to begin summer. I realized it was just about here after attending a Padres baseball game this week (they beat the dreaded Dodgers, always a treat). Even though this is a post about the imminent return of summer, San Diego's coast has been hit with what the locals call "May Gray" and "June Gloom". It's caused by a weather condition called a Catalina Eddy. At the coast, we've been socked in with clouds, but I'm not going to let that dampen celebrating the sun.
When I was a kid in New York City, a sure sign the summer was about to start was when the local top forty radio station, WABC (now all news), played the Jamies paean to the season. Hat tip to Locust St for the find.
The Beach Boys weren't really a surf band, but a vocal group in the tradition of The Four Freshmen (picture a bunch of guys in matching sweaters). Those Beach Boy harmonies would glisten like the sun beating down on a blue flake 1964 Corvette Stingray.
Who doesn't like Weezer? I believe they're one of
yallabaxna's favorite bands.
Here's an interesting personal fact - I attended the same high school as Frank Zappa (not simultaneously, of course). We even shared the same music teacher, Rey Vinole. Mr. Vinole did not like rock music and would even lecture on its evils, so we also shared Vinole's distaste.
shirleebee turned me on to the Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. That's why I love all my LiveJournal flist'ers.
Pharcyde mixes Sublime.
I picked this up from WFMU, the home of all things arcane.
A saucer full of Pink Floyd.
Here's hoping for a great summer - laissez les bons temps rouler!

North of the equator, we're about to begin summer. I realized it was just about here after attending a Padres baseball game this week (they beat the dreaded Dodgers, always a treat). Even though this is a post about the imminent return of summer, San Diego's coast has been hit with what the locals call "May Gray" and "June Gloom". It's caused by a weather condition called a Catalina Eddy. At the coast, we've been socked in with clouds, but I'm not going to let that dampen celebrating the sun.
When I was a kid in New York City, a sure sign the summer was about to start was when the local top forty radio station, WABC (now all news), played the Jamies paean to the season. Hat tip to Locust St for the find.
The Jamies: Summertime, Summertime - 1.84MB
The Beach Boys weren't really a surf band, but a vocal group in the tradition of The Four Freshmen (picture a bunch of guys in matching sweaters). Those Beach Boy harmonies would glisten like the sun beating down on a blue flake 1964 Corvette Stingray.
The Beach Boys: The Warmth Of The Sun - 6.50MB
Who doesn't like Weezer? I believe they're one of
Weezer: Island In The Sun - 3.06MB
Here's an interesting personal fact - I attended the same high school as Frank Zappa (not simultaneously, of course). We even shared the same music teacher, Rey Vinole. Mr. Vinole did not like rock music and would even lecture on its evils, so we also shared Vinole's distaste.
Frank Zappa: Village Of The Sun - 7.85
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club: As Sure As The Sun - 13.60MB
Pharcyde mixes Sublime.
Pharcyde & Sublime: Summertime In The LBC (Remix) -5.31MB
I picked this up from WFMU, the home of all things arcane.
Ella Fitzgerald: Sunshine Of Your Love - 4.43MB
A saucer full of Pink Floyd.
Pink Floyd: Set The Controls For The Heart Of The Sun - 9.82MB
Here's hoping for a great summer - laissez les bons temps rouler!