Sunday, February 8, 2009

Silhouetted sailboats and clean new breezes

Summer comes.

Kick off your shoes; it isn't a time for journeys. Rein in the wanderlust and let home and hearth carry you. Listen to tales spun on the front porch and let the fresh evening breezes wash over you; watch the sunsets and silhouetted sailboats out at sea. Listen to young voices; lie back and take your ease.

The residual chill in the air will thaw soon. The leaves will be on the trees. The shade of a noble, mushroom-like rain tree, now a beautiful leaf-denuded sculpture, will soon seem like a gift from heaven above, heavy with leaf, flower and fruit. The first fragrant summer fruit will soon be here; the voices of barbets and koels will accentuate the heat of the day. Magpie-robins will sing their sweetest of songs.


It is the time to sail; to be on the deep blue; let the wind carry your sails while you lie back and take in the vast expanse in heaven above. Think of how limitless it all really is.



There is all the time in the world; all the space in the world. That's how limitless it all is. Summer is a time for new beginnings.


You have not handed me over to the enemy, but have set my feet in a spacious place.
- Psalms 31:8


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The songs I've included here are some that are indelibly associated in my mind with summer:

"Summer Breeze" (Seals and Crofts, Summer Breeze, 1972). I heard this in the summer of 1987, when I finished my schooling. Seals and Crofts are a band always associated in my mind with winter and its chills, but "Summer Breeze" is a glorious exception.

"Sailing" (Christopher Cross, Christopher Cross, 1979) I heard the Christopher Cross album in June 1987. I later learned that the album had netted him 4 Grammy Awards (after which Christopher Cross promptly disappeared from the charts forever), and the song that took the album to No. 1 was "Sailing". I especially like the idyllic, azure-tinted piano solo (how typical).

"Cool Change" (Little River Band, First Under the Wire, 1979) I heard this in the summer of 1990. It's not exactly a personal favourite but it's piano-driven:) AND it has all those lovely dolphins; and the mention of albatrosses and whales, not to mention that shamelessly self-indulgent and playing-to-the-gallery sax solo.

None of the songs are acute personal favourites and they don't always rise above a certain level musically, but they're nonetheless important for the seasons of the past they evoke:)