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Radio VIII, side A, track 3: “Cruel Summer” by Bananarama

Oh, Bananarama, boy did I get this song.  I know this one’s probably about a boy leaving for the summer, but for me the most cruel part of summer was not having a driver’s license.  That blessed event was still a few years away, so any escape from the farm was solely at the whim of my parents.  Which meant, Bananarama, that it was mostly church that I’d be leaving the house for.  And then I’d rather just stay at home, which was so very not an option.

Here’s the thing, Bananarama.  I’m not very social.  It will sometimes take an act of Congress to get me to leave the house.  And the longer I’m cut off from the rest of society, the more bitter and insular I become.  So you can imagine, Bananarama, in the age before internet, by the end of the summer I was pretty unresponsive.  I’d convinced myself that I was friendless and alone.  Sure, I’d write letters to my friends who lived five miles away from time to time, and there was the occasional chat on the telephone, but in the days before cordless phones, much less cell phones (hell, we were still on a party line), there were only so many deep, dark secrets and longings you could discuss over the phone when your parents were five feet away in the kitchen.

As much as I hated school, Bananarama (and there were some moments I REALLY hated school), the thought of three months of summer was even more unbearable, and yes, cruel.

“Cruel Summer”

Hot summer streets and the pavements are burning, I sit around
Trying to smile, but the air is so heavy and dry

Strange voices’re saying
(What did they say)
Things I can’t understand
It’s too close for comfort, this heat has got right out of hand

It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer

Leaving me here on my own
It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer
Now you’re gone

The city is crowded, my friends are away, and I’m on my own

It’s too hot to handle so I got to get up and go

It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer

Leaving me here on my own
It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer
Now you’re gone
(You’re not the only one)
It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer
(Leaving meeee)  leaving me here on my own
It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer
Now you’re gone

<awesome Bananarama jam>

It’s a cruel, cruel summer

Leaving me here on my own
It’s a cruel, cruel summer
Now you’re gone
(You’re not the only one)
It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer
(Leaving meeee) leaving me here on my own
It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer
Now you’re gone
(You’re not the only one)
It’s a cruel, (cruel) cruel summer
(Leaving meeee)  leaving me here on my own
It’s a cruel, (it’s a cruel) cruel summer

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