Another moldy oldie for today’s Song of Summer…there’s one thing my Songs of Summer list is not, and that’s a daily string of today’s hit songs…Nope. Nothing against modern music, but I like my summer songs to span the decades. Does anybody else? Hard to say…. Today’s song is ‘The Long Hot Summer‘ by pop singer Jimmie Rodgers (not the Jimmie Rodgers (‘The Singing Brakeman’, of the same name; no relation even. In fact, this Jimmie Rodgers was born in the same year that the country legend Jimmie Rodgers died. Weird!) Our Jimmie Rodgers had a few hits in the late 1950’s; his biggest hit that anybody might recognize today was ‘Honeycomb‘ in 1957.
Here in Michigan, summer giveth, and summer taketh away. Yesterday was a hot, muggy sunny day, a real sticky summertime day. Cut to some lovely overnight thunderstorms and we awake this morning to clouds, rain, and a chilly breeze with temps only in the low 60’s. That’s summer in Michigan to a T. My point? I guess I don’t have one, other than I’m loosely picking my daily Song of Summer based on what’s going on with the weather. And in Michigan, when it’s cool and rainy, a good place to take refuge is at the multiplex, catching a summer flick.
One problem with having an obsessive love of culture, be it music, movies, books, whatever… is the accumulation of STUFF. Stuff which, just as the sun sets in the west, will invariably become obsolete within a matter of a few years. Technological advancements (and the associated marketing by their makers that the ‘new stuff’ is better than the ‘old stuff’) means that every 5 years or so we’re switching formats. Vinyl records to 8-tracks to cassettes to compact discs to mp3 to streaming….(and back to vinyl, in my case). With movies, it was VHS to DVD to Bluray to streaming (with a pitstop on Laser Disc alley for me along the way).
It seems that in the last 10 years or so, I’ve spent an awful lot of time and garbage bags getting rid of yesterday’s formats that have piled up in my closet. The VHS tapes were the first to go; when the VCR broke down, it was time. The dozens of tapes I had spent a small fortune on, and countless hours recording and “dubbing” movies….. gone. Several large trash bags of memories, spools of poor-quality recordings of Friday Night Videos (we didn’t have MTV you see), and unwatchable (due to the dreaded “dropouts”) copies of Fletch, Three Amigos, Blues Brothers, and a thousand other 80s classics …. gone. Continue reading “Dealing with Dead Media” »