. September

Every September for the last twenty Septembers I have listened to David Sylvian's album "Secrets of the Beehive," because it is great, and because the first track is called "September."


Why not join me? Wait for a gray day this month and stick it on the stereo.

Or better yet, wait for the sun to go down and stick it on your ipod. Then go for a walk through the damp streets, get some fallen leaves stuck to your shoes (don't tread in any dog poo) and sing along with David:

We say that we're in love
While secretly wishing for rain
Sipping coke and playing games
September's here again.