The more astute amongst you will have noticed that usually by this time of year, the last weekend in July, I’ve posted a whole load of summery songs over what turned out to be a brief summer.
This year, it seems the weather has managed perfectly well without my help, thank you very much, so I’ve stayed out of the way.
Two songs, one which isn’t really about summer, but has the word in summer in the title, and evokes that whole Young Rascals/Isley Brothers summer groove, the other which is unashamedly about summer, unabashedly pop, and, as those of us who refuse to look down our noses at them know, unapologetically brilliant:
Now, let the rainclouds roll in and unleash. We need to grow food to stockpile.