I’m all done with my paying work, yet I’m finding it very difficult to work. Part of this is because this flu continues on, but the cough seems to get worse. I’m wondering if I don’t also have a respiratory infection. But the other issue is that it is hot. Very hot — in the mid-90s today. I live and work in a room with two south facing windows. It gets like an oven in here. Saturday is supposed to be better, then next week, even worse. Maybe I will go down and visit my sister — it’s always ten to twenty degrees cooler down there.
Anyway, I thought I would offer up The Lovin’ Spoonful’s mega-hit “Summer in the City” off their third real album, Hums of the Lovin’ Spoonful. Now you might think that I would hate The Lovin’ Spoonful. But you would be wrong. For a couple of years, they were a very bright light in the business of popular music. It doesn’t get any better — just different. I think it is the influence of jug band music. It always helps for young musicians to have some form of music that they don’t quite do right but well enough to create something new. Other examples of this include Talking Heads’ hopeless attempts at funk and Creedence Clearwater Revival’s — I don’t know — Louisiana swamp music. (I always find it curious that people from my hometown think CCR is from way far away and not El Cerrito — a Bay Area suburb.)
There are many songs by The Lovin’ Spoonful that I like more, but for this day, it’s got to be “Summer in the City”: