Tuesday, October 1, 2019

Summer Games by Drake




I'm a diehard Drake fan because of the album Take Care. I've listened to it start-to-finish more times than any other album in my life, and every time he releases a new one I'm always hopeful that I'm going to love it, but I usually only like it. That said, there's always at least one song that I play over and over again, and on Scorpion it was Summer Games.

Important to note my favorite Drake song of all time is Marvins Room, so I like my Drake heartbroken; and my favorite musical genres of all time are Post Punk/New Wave/Synthpop, styles that commonly deal with themes of depression and lovesickness. Summer Games falls neatly in the middle of that venn diagram.

It's a breakup song with a synth beat — a 2018 take on a late 70s, early 80s style. Over an electronic beat that sounds like a skipping rope hitting concrete in an echoey room, Drake addresses what went wrong with the relationship — they jumped in too quickly, it fizzled out quickly, she quickly jumped into another relationship with another famous guy just like him despite telling him she needed somebody with fewer complications.

Pettiness ensues (hers, not his): "You say I lead you on but you followed me / I follow one of your friends, you unfollow me / Then you block them so they can't see you liking someone just like me."

I spent most of last summer listening to it on repeat. I also spent most of last summer in a dark cloud, battling my inability to connect with other human beings in a meaningful way and the fear that I would die alone. It was the perfect soundtrack to my mood.

Needless to say a relationship did not immediately materialize, but when it got colder in the Fall I did end up dating a nice lady, and although it didn't work out we are friends to this day (and unlike Drake and his girl we still follow each other on Instagram). She told me she reads this blog. Hi Aliyah.

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