Ebbene si, oggi anche in quel di Fano sono arrivate le piogge, e la temperatura che fino a ieri ancora era tropicale è diventata un po’ più sopportabile, quasi fresca… insomma in poche parole anche questa estate 2008 sta piano piano togliendo le tende lasciando il posto all’amico inverno!
Se devo pensare ha qualcosa che ha caratterizzato questa estate, senza nulla togliere agli amici nuovi con cui l’ho trascorsa e a quelli vecchi che invece m’hanno piantato in asso lasciandomi solo con la mia delusione, sicuramente posso scegliere una canzone.
Ricordo che quando la sentii per la prima volta in radio pensai “guarda questo ha copiato Sweet Home Alabama”. Solo qualche tempo dopo al mio risveglio dopo una seratina delle mie vidi il video su MTV di questa canzone e capii che era “All Summer Long” di Kid Rock. Scelgo questa canzone perchè prima di tutto ogni mattina il video riusciva a mettermi di quasi buon umore e poi perchè il testo in sostanza mi dice che le occasioni vanno prese al volo e i bei ricordi, magari quelli di un’estate, non si cancellano!
“All Summer Long”
It was 1989, my thoughts were short my hair was long
Caught somewhere between a boy and man
She was seventeen and she was far from in-between
It was summertime in Northern Michigan
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Ahh Ahh Ahh
Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire
It’s the simple things in life, like when and where
We didn’t have no internet
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair
And we were trying different things
We were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet home Alabama all summer long
Catching Walleye from the dock
Watching the waves roll off the rocks
She’ll forever hold a spot inside my soul
We’d blister in the sun
We couldn’t wait for night to come
To hit that sand and play some rock and roll
While we were trying different things
And we were smoking funny things
Making love out by the lake to our favorite song
Sipping whiskey out the bottle, not thinking ’bout tomorrow
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Now nothing seems as strange as when the leaves began to change
Or how we thought those days would never end
Sometimes I’ll hear that song and I’ll start to sing along
And think man I’d love to see that girl again
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
Singing Sweet Home Alabama all summer long
