Summer in the City

I guess you could say that music has always played an integral part in my life. I can remember the theme songs to so many television shows that have long passed (which in truth may be a testament more to the mind-altering power of television than music), and I can remember hours of dramatically acting out scenes set to the more tear-jerking songs of my youth. I remember the love theme to Karate Kid III, making up scenes around the wordless melodies and playing them out in my head over and over. A more obscure treat from the Karate Kid soundtrack was the reworking of The Loving Spoonful's song "Summer in the City." The lyrics are semi-unimportant now, but it's mainly stuff about how hot it is in the City (can there be any doubt as to what City gets it's own capitalization?) in the summer, and how things are in general in New York. They complain. People walk around, it's gritty and horrible. Then the chorus kicks in, there's a bit of a chuckle in their voices, and they say, "but at night it's a different world" and, just like that, you know that that's how they like it.

And that's what life is like here, pretty much. Every movie you've ever seen, every song that's ever been written about it, New York is all of those things. It's trashy and dirty, the subway and people smell bad, it's hot and sticky, but it's beautiful at night, the way the city lights up across the bay. You find your oasis, you create your own niche in this place. There's a heartbeat to this place, and you understand how somebody can write a song about how hot and muggy and just awful it all is but never want to leave it.

Internet

And, like a beacon of light shining down from the heavens, I have an internet signal at home.

Blecccccch

Bad Brett Ratner! Get your slimy hands off my movie franchise!