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Summertime Dream, 1976 Warner Bros. Records
Songs:
01. Race Among The Ruins
02. The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald
03. I'm Not Supposed To Care
04. I'd Do It Again
05. Never Too Close
06. Protocol
07. The House You Live In
08. Summertime Dream
09. Spanish Moss
10. Too Many Clues In This Room
Album review:
With Summertime Dream, Gordon Lightfoot produced one of his finest albums, and wrapped up a six-year period of popularity that he would not recapture. Propelled by his second biggest hit, "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald," Summertime Dream summed up the sound that had served Lightfoot so well in his post-"If You Could Read My Mind" days. This distinctive sound featured Lightfoot's strummed six- or 12-string guitar complemented by Terry Clements' electric guitar lines and Pee Wee Charles' pedal steel guitar accents. The material here is excellent, and the singer's voice is at its strongest. Mixing upbeat songs like "Race Among the Ruins," "I'd Do It Again" and the title track with beautiful ballads such as "I'm Not Supposed to Care" and "Spanish Moss," Lightfoot and his band deliver a tasty smorgasbord of intelligent, grown-up music. As for "Edmund Fitzgerald," its continued popularity more than 20 years after its release attests to the power of a well-told tale and a tasty guitar lick. -- Jim Newsom, All-Music Guide
Gordon Lightfoot - Guitar, Piano, Vocals, Guitar (12 String), Producer
James Gordon - Drums
Pee Wee Charles - Guitar (Steel)
Terry Clements - Guitar (Acoustic), Guitar, Guitar (Electric)
Ken Friesen - Engineer
Richard Haynes - Bass
Barry Keane - Percussion, Drums
Gene Martynec - Synthesizer
Lenny Waronker - Producer
Poem in CD - Booklet
It's a summertime dream
not a restless fling
when girls you knew become brides
Whose young men arrived in town
that very same spring.
Summer glances
should not be lightly cast,
for winter waits in grim disquise,
knowing summer warmth to be
a somewhat fragile enterprise.
So when the last snow
lay wet and heavy
and April rains cut
the big drifts down to size,
people always seemed to get
themselves together better
in balmy weather. In the north
it's not a surprising feeling
hopeful, thankful, and relieved,
having warmth, and nothing more
to do with winter.
Summertime dreams,
a blessing to the old
which youth will not deny
yet cannot comprehend.
A new love here,
a life wasted over there,
sometimes a lifelong friend
Signs of danger close at hand
Earth turning in modern time;
status symbol, moon rocks
fuel gauge, on empty.
Soap opera, horse opera,
talk opera, rock opera,
police opera, Grand theft,
Assult and mayhem;
You can watch the show all day
and let the kiddies in on
what's going on out there
through the saftey of T.V.
Armed to the teeth
Still standing, standing still,
like a scarecrow caught
between rows of thorns.
Summertime dreams, beacons to my soul;
The channel you have marked out for me
runs deep and wide but one never knows
just how the ship will roll
nor which way the wind blows.
But for now, let me see
the first warm sun of springtime
shine down
into the hearts and minds
of men for all seasons
and hopefully, upon those
who call the shots in power
possessed of the soundest of reason.
Let me watch it work it's way down
through the snow
to ward off frost
and warm the daffodils
in shady places
where no one's ever been;
On white sand, on forest, field
and stand of evergreen.
Let it shine on green beans,
and beauty queens,
cows, and earthmoving machines;
fathers, mothers, sisters
and blue jeans; the babysitter;
brothers, kitty litter;
rubber boots and woolen mittens;
red and green peppers,
Irish setters,
brakemen, switchmen, laundrymen,
firemen, mailmen, policemen,
salesmen, newsmen, clergymen,
deliverymen, ombudsmen,
baby seals and chipanzees;
Dr. Pepper, ice cream and cake;
the Great whales,
with all the sordid details
of their plight;
chain-smokers, stockbrokers,
boiler stokers, social workers,
chronic losers, high rollers
and heavy drinkers,
misfits and social outcasts.
Let it shine upon what's left
of the eternal dreamers,
Whose only wish
is for a better world
in which to live;
Wildflowers, field mice,
small bugs, elephants and
faith among men and women;
A summertime dream.
G.L.
(c) 1976 Warner Bros. Records Inc.
Produced by Lenny Waronker and Gordon Lightfoot
Engineer - Ken Friesen
Studio Mix - Lee Herschberg
Recorded at Eastern Sound Studios, Toronto
CDD Pre-Mastering by WCI Record Group
Cover Photography - Tom Bert
Gordon Lightfoot - Vocals, 12- and 6-string guitars
Terry Clemens - Lead acoustic and electric guitars
Rick Haynes - Bass
Pee Wee CHarles - Steel Guitar
Barry Keane - Drums and percussion
Gene Martyne supplied the Moog synthesizer
Jim Gordon played drums on "The House You Live In"
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