The chill is unmistakeably September.
As a kid, September meant that – like it or not – you were entrenched in the school year. Summer wasn’t coming back for months and months and months…
But, we would still try to squeeze as much time outside as possible, playing some hoops or football in someone’s yard until the dark ended the festivities earlier and earlier each night.
Of course, there was something about sleeping with the windows open in September. Following the heat of summer, the cool air induced drowsiness so effortlessly and completely that Pfizer or Merck would drown kittens to be able to replicate it in pill form.
Some Septembers, the night would be accompanied by the hum of machinary harvesting the crop late into the evening in the cornfield across the road. If that wasn’t the case, there was always the whisper from the interstate a mile or so down that same road.
It was a pleasant way to be lulled to dream.
And, September was a month for spectacular visuals, especially in our rural, Midwestern town.
September now brings the annual re-examination of the events that kickstarted this whole Orwellian misadventure known as The War On Terror.
And, since I no longer live in the Midwest, I haven’t gotten the full-blown autumn experience in two decades. There’s still color, but the season is far less defined.
Yeah, September is a mixed bag, man.
Perusing the files, there wasn’t much in the way of September songs that moved me. When in doubt, head for the ’80s, so here are four songs from Billboard magazine’s chart for the first week of September, 1980 – some I remember from the time, others whose acquaintence I’d make later…
Willie Nelson – On The Road Again
from The Essential Willie Nelson
There needs to be a Willie Nelson fantasy resort. Who wouldn’t pay good money to spend a week living like Willie?
Get up early tomorrow, shower, dress semi-presently, engage traffic, and spend nine hours being a drone or get up considerably later, put the hair in pigtails, let someone else pilot the biofuel bus, and inhale.
Not a difficult choice there.
Genesis – Turn It On Again
From …And Then There Were Three… – with the wonderful Follow You Follow Me – through 1983’s self-titled album, Genesis deftly balanced their progressive past with the band’s more pop future.
Listening to the driving Turn It On Again for the first time in some time, I realize how cool of a sound Genesis had during those years.
Split Enz – I Got You
from The Best Of Split Enz
When Paloma and I started buying vinyl two years ago, there was an initial burst of excitement. Paloma, in a fit of her enthusiasm which I adore, purchased ten albums by Split Enz knowing no more than a handful of songs by the Kiwi act.
It was a decision she regretted – “The members of Split Enz don’t even have as many Split Enz albums as we do.” – but the playfully creepy I Got You is still a classic from the period.
Carly Simon – Jesse
from Clouds In My Coffee 1966-1996
I once asked a friend’s girlfriend if people ever noted her resemblence to Carly Simon.
She was unfamiliar with the singer, but a couple of days later, the buddy called and informed me that the girlfriend had looked up Carly on the internet; she was none too pleased with my query.
But, wasn’t she simply one of the sexiest women of the ’70s? I mean, I was twelve when Jesse was a hit and I’d figured that out. Am I wrong?
Anyhow, I dug Jesse back in the day and it’s still a fantastic song.