This Is This

Let’s squeeze the last juice out of the summer while we can. Life’s too short not to and winter will come. I’m sorry you had to hear that from me, but there it is.

If you want to take a moment with that, that’s fine. I know.

It’s OK.

It’s OK

You all right?

Cool. Sure?

OK.

This weekend song - I don’t love this song, but I do know I will always like it. Devon rockers Reef giving it some, and doing the Stones better than the Stones’s Stones.

Guitar riffs, bongos, piano, blues ripping through the man’s voice and a steady walking bass. Totally keeping up with the Stoneses.

And the singer creates one of my favourite moments in singingdom when in the first verse he fills in after “through my soul” with “all right, yes”, which he barely gets out, but it’s fucking right there, soft, sudden and heavy like a stolen kiss.

Enough with the typing already - get your groove shoes on and if you don’t got ‘em then turn it up like the sun’s shining. Winter will come. Just not today.

By the way, if you’re a fan of the Weekend Song, you can look here for the archive and get effect of a whole big gay mixed tape thing.

Anyway (manly hrmmph). Rock.

Oh place your hands, on my hope,
Run your fingers through my soul,
And the way that I feel right now,
Oh lord it may go.

Listen: Reef - Place Your Hands

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