sun, sun, sun, here it comes

I've had Here Comes the Sun stuck in my head all day, because we were practising it in my a capella group this morning. George Harrison didn't write many songs (at least, not many that The Beatles recorded) but the ones he did write just hit the spot! (While My Guitar Gently Weeps, anyone?)

Anyway, I've been thinking today about songs about the weather. There are so many of them, and I don't think it's because the songwriters just couldn't think of anything else to say ("sooo . . . how (hot/cold/mild)'s the weather been lately?"). The weather really does affect your mood. (As ex-love-of-my-life and Relient K frontman Matt Theissen once put it: "lately the weather has/ been so bipolar and/ consequently so have I"). And mood is pretty similar to emotion. And emotion is the basis for a hell of a lot of songs. Plus it makes for some ultra simple imagery. Feeling sad =  it's raining in my heart. Feeling happy = sunshine on my window. Things are getting difficult = storm clouds gather overhead.  For every emotional state imaginable there's a weather condition. So why not sing about it?

Anywhere you go
You always take the weather with you

Yes, I miss you like the rain
Falling softly on a summer's day

I'm walking on sunshine . . . whoa-oh-oh!

Looking out on the pouring rain
I used to feel so uninspired

Love's a hurricane
And you meet me in the middle

The answers my friend
Are blowing in the wind

The sun is up
I'm so happy I could scream

Day is dyin' and the night is born
Baby don't leave me so lovelorn

Nights are long
They creep up upon us
Like a storm when
Nothing's in order

Can't you see that it's just raining
There ain't no need to go outside

If I could bottle up the sea breeze
I would take it over to your house
And let it loose through your garden

I know it's up for me
If you steal my sunshine

But I'll always remember what you said to me
The stronger the wind, the stronger the tree

In your eyes were all the colours the rainbow forgot

Cloudy
The sky is gray and white and cloudy
Sometimes I think it's hanging down on me

It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

We step outside into the Melbourne weather
And with a shock it brings her back to where she is

And the fence
It shimmers in the heat
Like it wants to disappear


Wow. I got well and truly carried away there. Here's a picture of Ringo Starr eating a sandwich.