Radio 58, side A, track 13: “Summer Rain” by Belinda Carlisle

Belinda Carlisle - Summer RainOh, Belinda Carlisle, two songs about the rain back to back?  Totally didn’t plan that, Belinda Carlisle, but that’s the fun of recording music off the radio, sometimes you have these fun little serendipitous moments.  This one’s a little more upbeat than Phil’s song, but in the end it’s still about sadness and in this case, death.  I think it’s time to cut the rain some slack.  As I’m thinking about it, every song I’m thinking about involving the rain is always such a downer.  And sure, having days upon days of rain can be dreary, but rain means water and water is one of two fundamental things you need every day to stay alive.  It probably sums up American life pretty well, Belinda Carlisle.  Like I was just watching a Louis C.K. bit the other day talking about people complaining about air travel, forgetting the fact that they’re TRAVELING THROUGH THE AIR.  Telephones, the internet, hell, even running water are all things we take for granted.  But I have grandparents around who didn’t have any of those things, so I’m only a couple generations removed from a much different life experience, a life experience they’re happy to remind me about.  And I appreciate that they do, because I think it’s kept me fairly grounded throughout life and helped me keep most things in perspective. . .

What the hell are we even talking about, Belinda Carlisle?  I didn’t mean for this post to turn into me lamenting about the kids these days.  What I really wanted to say is that I love you so much.  I haven’t heard this song in ages, but as soon as you started singing the chorus on this one, my heart swelled, then skipped a beat, then swelled some more.  So maybe you’ve given me a heart condition as a result of this song.  If so, totally worth it.

“Summer Rain”

Whisperin’ our goodbyes
Waitin’ for a train
I was dancin’ with my baby
In the summer rain

I can hear him sayin’
“Nothin’ will change
Dance with me, baby
In the summer rain”

I remember the rain on his skin and his kisses hotter than the Santa Ana winds

Whisperin’ our goodbyes
Waitin’ for a train
I was dancin’ with my baby
In the summer rain

I remember laughin’ ’til we almost cried
There at the station that night
I remember lookin’ in his eyyyyyyyyes

Oh, my love, it’s you that I dream of
Oh, my love
Since that day
Somewhere in my heart I’m always dancin’ with you in
The summer rain

Doesn’t matter what I do now
Doesn’t matter
What I say
Somewhere in my heart I’m always dancin’ with you in
The summer rain

Oo, summeeer

I can hear the whistle
Military train
I was dancin’ with my baby
In the summer rain

I can hear him singin’
“Ooo, love is strange
Dance with me, baby
In the summer rain”

I remember the rain pouring down and we poured our hearts out as the train pulled out

I can see my baby
Wavin’ from the train
Was the last time that I saw him
In the summer rain

Oh, my love, it’s you that I dream of
Oh, my love
Since that day
Somewhere in my heart I’m always dancin’ with you in
The summer rain

Doesn’t matter what I do now
Doesn’t matter
What I say
Somewhere in my heart I’m always dancin’ with you in
The summer rain

Oo, summeeeer

Every time I see the lightning

Every time I hear the thunder

Every time I close the windoooow

When this happens in summer

Oh, the night is so invitiiiing

I can feel thatchoo were so close

I can feel you when the wind blows

Blows right through my heeeeart

<awesome Belinda Carlisle jam>

Oh, my love, it’s you that I dream of
Oh, my love
Since that day
Somewhere in my heart I’m always dancin’ with you in
The summer rain

Doesn’t matter what I do now
Doesn’t matter
What I say

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