Thursday, September 29, 2011

Indian Summer

Dave Brubeck - 'Indian Summer' (2007)

(He'll be 91 this December).


  1. Have no urge to write with this weather coming in. It's made me feel strangely melancholic too. It's like the last days of a holiday romance when you know you're not going to see them again. We're going to be in cold weather very soon and I feel like there's been no summer at all.

    Hmm...that's a bit of a post right there.....

  2. It's roasting here. very nice, even more so for its unexpectedness.

  3. Unexpected gold, we like.

    Smoni, the original lyrics to this old song...

    Summer, you old Indian Summer
    You're the tear that comes after June time's laughter
    You see so many dreams that don't come true
    Dreams we fashioned when summertime was new
    You are here to watch over
    Some heart that is broken
    By a word that somebody left unspoken
    You're the ghost of a romance in June
    Going astray, fading too soon...
    That's why I say,
    Farewell to you, Indian Summer

    ...seem to express the very feeling you're describing.

    I like the extra level of meaning added by DB playing this (again having recorded it both early and mid-career) at the venerable age of 87.

  4. Sums it up perfectly Davey boy. Ta, Im feeling like a St Etienne song.

  5. what a beautiful thing - all of it the song and the comments and the lyrics... beautifully with it

    i do love the sunshine but there's a velvet collared tweed number just begging for the chill


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