A quiet cold front moved across Atlanta earlier today bringing a nice dry breeze and exceptionally clear skies, but no relief from temperatures approaching the mid-nineties. Our aging summer brought some color to the tulip poplars early in the week while today's wind caused an early leaf fall among the oaks and pines. And this year's mast appears quite heavy. The squirrels are taking full advantage of the juicy bounty as it approaches maturity. Their appetites remind OTR that it's time to fill the hummingbird feeder as our winged visitors are drinking about two ounces a day as they prepare for their annual flight into Central America.
These seasonal messages, especially with Hurricane Irene churning the Caribbean, have OTR thinking about the coast. But fear isn't in his mind. It's Beach Music, that R&B, cross-racial sound celebrated by white kids on the Carolina coast since the middle of the last century. It's that beat and tempo, and the shag dancing that came out of it. Listening to this sound, especially as we approach the end of summer, brings fond memories to mind. OTR could go on with more details, but this is music and the way to learn is to listen:
Hope you enjoyed these covers by The Embers, a Raleigh band that has been defining the Beach Music sound since 1958.
Wanna dance?
Photo: Old Ranger's Tybee
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