Friday, June 19, 2009

 

Haiku Friday: Summer Music


It seems like every summer there is a song that I pick up on the radio, by the pool, everywhere. This has been true back to the days when my car had only an AM radio. Still, a song from some summer back there will trigger memories.

So haiku about summer. It doesn't have to be about a song. I'm easy. Just don't haiku about health care policy. Ah, whatever-- if you want to haiku about health care policy, let your freak flag fly, man.

Maybe I've been spending too much time in Austin.

Anyways, here is mine:

Girl in the next car
Is singing; open the window:
"C'mon get higher..."

Now it is your turn:

Comments:
In '79
My Tandy radio plays
"The Power of Gold."
 
First summer back in
our house in two years! Having
fun just being here.

Learning to can and
preserve. Take Spencer to swim
class. He's improving.

I lost a friend this
week. She was not a true friend.
So what did I lose?

Still, it is a shock
to find out the truth. Moving on.
Hot Child in the City

was a summer song
I recall. Dumb song. Lip Gloss,
big hair, boys, that song,

Dr. Scholls, park passes,
Speedo, bomb pops, riding bikes.
I was a teen age dork.
 
Also I NEVER
got tan enough. No matter
what I tried. Still pale.

Lie in sun for hours,
lotions, water, tried vermouth
once. Pale as a dead fish.
 
Ooooh that smell!
Can't you smell that smell? (guitar)
The smell that surrounds you?
 
Summertime, windows
down. Animal Collective
play "Summertime Clothes"

Last summer it was
hippies from MGMT
and "Time to Pretend"

Metal music out
on the lake..."Run to the Hills"
with Iron Maiden!!
 
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One last Summer Q
"and the livin is easy"
except for barbri...

Perhaps this summer
Toadies are the better fit
"I don't wanna diiiieeee!!!"
 
Dancing Queen. Cassette.
On the boat with my best friend.
Yeah, seventy-six.
 
I will now haiku the lyrics to the only song that any sort of radio seems to be playing. It's a an awful song, really:

Gives you H***, gives you
H***, gives you H***, gives you H***,
gives you H***, H***, H***

(Lyrics from the world's most profane song ever approved for mainstream radio, "Gives You H***".)

Seriously, those are the lyrics. Not kidding.
 
"Blister in the Sun"
The summer of 84
The Violent Femmes
 
Songs. Summer wonder.
Dance with me under the stars.
"No one else around."
 
YES!!!!! Blister in the Sun!!!! I used to play that VERY LOUD to completely annoy my mother!!!!
 
No one else around
Probably for the first time,
And a dress so green...
 
Songs of Summertime
My new yellow Ford Escort
Rosanna blaring

It was '82
The park ratz were all in check
Rosanna blaring
 
Fresh Prince, Jazzy Jeff
I'm jamming on "Summertime"
From May to August
 
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