One is inclined to resist this package of self-conscious stardom concepts -- the LP version sported its own 1977 calendar featuring La Summer dressed up as winter, spring, summer, and Marilyn Monroe vamping on the subway grating (fall, presumably), and the four "seasonal" dancey suites promise more and say less than the typical Summer intimate "touch-me" would deliver without any hype. Fortunately, the music has a mind of its own. The rhythms push and go poof as delicately as ever; the horn section mutes and jazzes the melody; the beats stop, run, and stop again whenever they damn please; and Summer expresses private rapture in falsetto as she smooches, oohs, and ahs onto the mix like lipstick traces. Oh, rapture indeed.
Happy Labor Day Weekend Lovelies! Us here in the US are about to bid adieu to summer nights, waves, warm benches, BBQs, clam bakes, fireworks, humidity, the smell of sunscreen, sandals (and the blisters that inevitably come with), summer music festivals (and the hang overs that inevitably come with), barefeet, farmers tans, sex on the beach, pina coladas, palm trees, surfboards, corn on the cob...
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| 1 Spring Affair |
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| 2 Summer Fever |
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| 3 Autumn Changes |
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| 4 Winter Melody |
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| 5 Spring Reprise |
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