Something about the nice weather had me thinking about the impact “Summer Breeze” has made on my life. Oh sure, it’s not a “Wu-Tang - Triumph” or a “Whole Lotta Love.” Fuck, I wouldn’t say I even like it. But I’ll be damned if I haven’t hummed Summer Breeze a million fucking time this spring alone.
It’s definitely a low blow song. They could replace the verse with graphic depictions of cannibalism, and people would still be blowing through the jasmine in their mind. Now I know very little about the actual production of music (One of the reasons why I stick to what I know best, which is cursing and complaining), but Seals and Crofts (or their producer, whatever), must’ve sacrificed their finest calf to come up with this ruthless masterpiece. The Harmony, the children’s piano, and the use of imagery combine to bore a hole into your head and plant it’s babies into your brain. And yeah, Summer Breeze and Jasmine… doesn’t take a genius to combine those two, but I don’t see you having the voice of either Seals or Croft, Nigga.
And hey, misogynist lyrics towards the end!
And I come home
from a hard day’s work
and you’re waiting there
not a care in the world
See the smile a-waitin’ in the kitchen
food cookin’ and the plates for two
Feel the arms that reach out to hold me
in the evening when the day is through
Not exactly misogynist, but it definitely implies that a woman’s place is making Seals or Croft feel better after their hard days work. Keep it simple! You don’t need another verse explaining how she also works as a graphic designer during the day, but is trying to start a catering company on the side. I’ve spent ten minutes trying to fit those into the song, and it doesn’t work!
This is another entry in “Songs I’ve listened to at the Orthodontist’s Office,” which means it’s milquetoast and corny. I’ve been playing this back to back with Ambrosia’s “How Much I Feel” to see which one represents Southern California 70’s Lite Rock best. Frankly, I think Summer Breeze taps into a more universal theme, something we can all agree with (Loving Summer Breezes blowing through hair, Jasmine and shit). Meanwhile “How Much I Feel” is a song recently divorced suburban mothers put on repeat while their getting wasted on White Zinfindel. Thus, Summer Breeze comes out on top.
I was going to make a claim that “Summer Breeze” is the whitest song ever, but I don’t think that sounds right. However, when I hear the song, I don’t think about two Mexican’s on a Picnic. I think about a white family, picking starfish up on the beach. I think of white people, driving their convertible on the Pacific Coast Highway. I think of the Hamptons. Most songs, I feel, are value neutral. Not Summer Breeze. This song is firmly encamped in Orange County.
Our time machine takes us from the endless Bennigans of Southern California, to the capital of the Spanish Empire. I am immediately accused of being a Moor and tortured to death. Which is a shame because I really wanted to talk about my sudden love of medieval Spanish Music.
If you’re not aware, I’m a bit of a nerd. To the point that another round of Empire Earth bores me. Hence, I played Europa Universalis Two for a brief period in late 2010. If you haven’t played this game, I’d suggest it for the period music that plays while you’re involving yourself in the war of Austrian Succession. One of the pieces, “Danza Alta, Sobre La Spagna,” makes me cum. Every time I hear it, I imagine myself on the throne, twirling my beard, lancing boils, and ordering protestants executed.
What’s the best way of describing it? I don’t know, exotic? In america, everything that doesn’t have a million dollar production value sounds exotic. But to my black Baltimore ass, the sensuousness of this music produces some serious imagery. They say you can tell a lot about a culture by it’s music. I don’t know about that, but based on some of the songs connected to DASLS, medieval Spain must’ve been a spooky mo’fucking place to live.
My suggestion, on a rainy day, is to go to YouTube, play Danza Alta, than just play whatever else comes up on the Suggestions list. I promise you won’t be disappointed. Unless you’re a Moor.
It’s Stereolab singer Laetitia Sadier’s birthday today. I have already wished her an awkward birthday greeting. Isn’t it great that we’re all interconnected?