It Must be Summer

The magic of creation is that out of the most sombre moods or saddest moments a touching piece of music can come out.

This is the most beautiful blues I’ve written, probably with Joe Cocker in mind. I was listening a lot to his blues at the time.

It’s quite old, written about 7 or 8 years ago, when I was living in Lancashire in a great little town called Colne. It was Sunday and I was in the church, a Penticostal family church with a great worship group that sang inspiring music. I was part of that group and every time when we had to stop singing so that the pastor could start preaching I wished that we could keep on going singing for ever, so touched I was in my spirit by the beauty of that sound, heavy with emotion.

Anyway, although it was the month of July, the weather was more like autumn, rainy and miserable, and so was my heart, down and low, because there was nobody in my life to love. So, at one point the pastor said something like: “It must be summer…..but we can’t really feel it”.

It must have resonated with the way my heart was feeling for at once my mind went in overdrive, the words to the song kept coming, then the music. There and then, on the hymn sheets, I wrote the whole song, which I played on my battered piano when I got home.

Needless to say…………….after that I cried and I cried, and I cried

But you don’t have to. Just enjoy it.

Billie Holiday – Jazz Quotes

“I can’t stand to sing the same song the same way two nights in succession. If you can, then it ain’t music, it’s close order drill, or exercise or yodeling or something, not music.”