Look, recommending a dancy hot bop like “Summertime Magic” feels weird to me right now, given the way things are rapidly accelerating into a regressed hellscape of backwards-ass hate-fueled thinking. It almost feels irresponsible to listen to lighter, poppier fare, and, as such, I’ve been skewing more toward angry, searing, political music. Doing so has made me even more grim than usual, though, (and I’m typically like Jon-Snow-staring-out-at-the-harsh-wilds-north-of-The-Wall levels of grim, so like, pretty fucking grim) and I think it’s starting to take its toll.
It’s important, for mental health reasons, to take breaks from the unending onslaught of 1984-esque insanity assailing us on a daily basis. You can’t fight forever without breaks, otherwise you got nothing left in the tank for the battles to come.
I’m pretty sure, after he put out the vital and important “This is America,” that this was exactly what Childish Gambino was going for when he dropped “Summertime Magic.” Music can rejuvenate us, and remind us of the good times. This is a vacation track—a quick breath of fresh air before facing the shitshow again.
No one can run at a sprint forever. Treat yourself to a break. You’ve earned it. Get back into the shit another day—for now, relax and recharge yourself.
(Song recommendation by Kevin D. Woodall)