SummerNights&BeachDrives.

Summer Sam w/ bff Tig. Lovin' freeze-pops since 1991ish?

There's nothing quite like a summer drive home from the shore. As you coast down the parkway, a light sense of serenity seems to gently drape itself over the car. It kind of feels like that first night where you only sleep with the sheet and ditch the comforter. It doesn't take long before this calm envelopes the entire car and all of its occupants in a tranquility that can only be achieved by that false sense of an endless summer. The summer vacation kind. No work, no school, no care. Just freeze-pops. Preferably the pink or blue kind. They don't need to be jumbo, they could be regular sized. In fact I prefer regular size. Less excessive. More nostalgic...anyways...the night seems full of possibilities, like it could go on forever, like you just want to keep driving and never reach the city. Even the rest stops seem glamorous. With stiff salty hair and red cheeks, you recline your chair, crack the window and relax. There is no need to talk to your fellow passengers. All that needs to be said can wait till a more real time. No words will be necessary in making this rule known to your fellow travelers. They just know. And when you go to turn on your ipod, you better not ruin this magical mood. It's in times like these where I always go for Nicole Atkins. She is the shore. I like to think she was born in the sand. Just popped out one day and started singing about mermaids. Even though I don't think she ever did sing about mermaids. One of her songs is called Neptune City and I think it just makes me think of a merman. But regardless...although she just released a new album, with some great jams, I prefer her old one for this drive. Nothing says summer like Brooklyn's on fire. Well wasn't that a rhyme for the ages? Oh wait, it doesn't really rhyme.. But in the end, I'm a sucker for the original and personally, nothing can do this night justice like Maybe Tonight can. It just screams intrigue and romance coupled with a haunting melody that makes the night seem eternal. So even though it's April, and it's snow storming in Erie, I can't help but sit in my blanket and listen to the sounds of what's to come. So grab your freeze-pops, have a listen and join me in my lovely daydream.