Those Summer Nights When We Were Young…

I’m having one of those downer days when I’m feeling nostalgic, wistful, a bit melancholy… yes, I mean moreso than usual, you bunch of smart alecks! One of these days, I oughta…

Anyhow, I’ve been thinking the last couple of days about relatively obscure songs that I used to like and haven’t heard in many years, trying to remember their titles and track them down in some form or another. Here’s one of those songs, Dennis DeYoung’s “Desert Moon,” which seems to perfectly match my mood today. I don’t think I’ve ever seen this video before now. It’s pretty cheeseball, what with the bad acting, occasional patches of banal dialog, and DeYoung’s purple big-block-plaid shirt (actually, I always liked those large-patterned plaids back in the day, but even I have to admit that it looks pretty dated in 2008). Still… I like the song, and on days like this when you can feel the summer heat gradually draining out of the world and autumn lurking just over there in the shadows, I like to listen to this sappy old stuff. Maybe you will, too…

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