Summer arrived last week. It arrived, scorched everyone's pasty skin (except mine, sun: "hisssssssssssssssss") and then departed with the sort abruptness that one might describe as rude.
Reports from taxi drivers give snow in some parts for tomorrow, but then taxi drivers will also tell you stories about how David Bowie has a house in Maesteg, how pigeons carry space measles and how David Cameron is an entity constructed entirely from ham.
One of those is absolutely true.
In honour of our fleeting glimpse into the mythical land of barbeque, I give you a couple of summery tracks.
- Haystacks, The Cave Singers, No Witch. Jingly jangly farming fun, fun, fun, fun.
- I've Been Waiting, Uninhabitable Mansions, live on WFMU. Hipster haze.
- Bola Bola, Gorky's Zygotic Monkey, Barafundle. Always reminds me of the Wicker Man... and misspent summers past.
- Technicolor Health, Harlem Shakers, Techincolor Health. Yes, colour is misspelt, but I like it rather a lot.
