Wednesday's Song of the Week

You know how I always get all sorts of sentimental about my summer jams? I could be listening to a song that I haven't heard in years, but if it was on heavy rotation during any particular summer, which is where all my happy memories live together, sipping cool glasses of wine, reading novels on the beach, and driving around with the windows down, I'll be immediately launched into a heavy bout of nostalgia for that exact place and time and all I'll wanna do is take all my clothes off and run through a bright field of wildflowers and feel the sun on my cheeks. My butt cheeks. You know that feeling?

The summer isn't even over yet, but this song just might make 2009's list of songs that make me want to run around nekkid and smiling, just like a baby. Who is drunk. And possibly developmentally slow, but it's kind of early still and you can't really tell and maybe potty training just isn't my thing.

I give you Phoenix's "1901."

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