This has to be a good week, because it's a prime number, right?
Welcome to Week Eleven of the 30 Day Song Challenge! This week's topic is "A Song from the Year you Graduated High School."
As I scrolled through the list of the top 100 songs from 1999, I realized that I didn't really love any of them. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised, because I was more interested in the Mighty Mighty Bosstones and Rage Against the Machine, and they weren't exactly the type to show up on those charts. But I decided to pick from the list anyway, because I did know most of those songs - in fact, I know all of the words to most of the songs. It's like I was reading the list of songs that were part of the background in my life. The songs that were always there, but never given my full attention. The elevator music of my senior year, if you will.
Out of all of them, Summer Girls by LFO made me feel the most nostalgic. It might be one of the cheesiest songs ever written, but I liked it, anyway. I still like it, actually, because it reminds me of summer nights and simple times. Summer vacation was always the best thing ever. Who didn't love the building anticipation as the weather turned warmer over the spring and the calendar flipped from May to June? The last day of school excitement when you cleaned out your lockers and your desks, sculpting giant towers of papers that had been crumpled up and forgotten about, waving goodbye to teachers and acquaintances, heading out the double doors with your BFFs, a whole long, hot summer stretched out before you? And boy, we had some goooooood summers.
The particular summer that this song conjures up for me is the summer of 1997, when Mike from Maryland was visiting his relatives that lived down the street from us. I guess you could say he was my "summer boyfriend" :)
I'm sure I also liked it because of the NKOTB reference, plus the fact that the girl he describes liked fun dip, cherry Coke, the color purple, and macaroni and cheese, all of which, OMG!, I liked, too! This song was written about ME! Except for the fact that I've never even set foot in Abercrombie and Fitch. Why did the guys always like those girls, anyway?