AND it’s over… well almost. Up in the cold north those 2 months (more like 3 if you’re into positivism) of summer seems like the only highlight in most people’s lives. Summer and Christmas – apparently that’s what it’s all about. Everything leads up to long events that have far too much expectations attached to them, and they are over before you even realized they started. When it comes to summer there’s one thing I can’t seem to wrap my head around. If the weather isn’t wonderful EVERY SINGLE DAY, it’s all a big waste!
If people spent a little more time worrying about the things they can actually control… well I’d at least have one less thing to bitch about :p
No really. I like summer. Lazy days, the smell of fresh cut grass, sipping white wine on the porch at midnight, fresh strawberries, and of course music. I’m well aware that music isn’t really a summer phenomenon, but for some reason I find it to be the perfect time of year to have time for it. Festival season adds new names to my list of things to check out (and I didn’t even attend a single one), and there’s nothing better than blasting some music on the car stereo with the windows down and all that (if there’s no sunroof you just have to make do with what you’ve got).
The soundtrack of my summer has definitely been Lissie‘s “Catching A Tiger”. In the car, on the stereo at home, on the stereo at work when alone at the office, or through headphones when you simply can’t sleep because of the heat.
I’m certainly not the only one who’s had this album on heavy rotation recently, and hopefully it still has several years of life left in it.
