Sunday, 16 June 2013


In which I extract the poetry hidden in some favourite popular music. Can you identify the song?

1967. I was living in London. I didn't enjoy it much and often wondered how it was possible to feel lonely in such a busy, vibrant city. As I walked the hot, humid streets that  summer, this song seemed to sum it all up for me. 

'Hot town, summer in the city 
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty 
Been down, isn't it a pity 
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city

All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head

But at night it's a different world
Go out and find a girl 
Come-on come-on and dance all night 
Despite the heat it'll be alright

And babe, don't you know it's a pity 
That the days can't be like the nights 
In the summer, in the city 
In the summer, in the city.'

Lyrics by Mark Sebastian (originally written as a poem). Song by The Lovin' Spoonful.

1 comment:

  1. Hasn't been hot in this city for a long time now.. Lonely, yes, but not hot..