On a beautiful warm sunny day in the Southwest,
in Phoenix, it was two-thirty in the afternoon.
While sitting in the park with a view of Cave Creek and
Bell, I sat and just car gazed; like people sit at a bench
and people gaze as they pass by. As each car strolled
across the road, you could hear the booming of car stereos.
Screaming and singing as they slowly rolled to a stop a a
red light. The first car to approach was a Toyota Corolla saying,
"
Ooh baby baby."Then a Nissan Sentra said back,
"
Whoop There it is!" Then all of a sudden a Chevy Trailblazer
rolled up and screamed, "
Push it, push it real good."
When the green light turned, all you could hear above everyone
else was, "
It takes two to make things go right" from a Shelby Cobra.
Right after that a Chevy Impala yelled,"
Your a heart breaker, dream
taker, don't mess around with me!" The last car to go through the light
was an old 1964 orange Ford Ranchero who said with no reservation,
"
Git R done!"
As the hours passed, nobody realized what time it was until
they saw the town clock glow a bright eight-thirty in the evening.
A click of cars headed down towards the racing drag arena in
Apache Junction. There were Mercedes Benz, Ford Mustangs,
Dodge Chargers, Studebakers, Ford Falcons, Dodge Coronet Bees,
Chevy SS Camaros, Olds-mobiles
and Low-Riders.
All the Low-Riders were tricked out so that no matter what style
or color you liked it would suit anybody's taste. As the music played,
everyone was jamming and bouncing. All the hot rods raced and the
low-riders danced; they hopped to see who could hop the longest and
the highest without breaking anything. The crowd was singing and dancing,
as the party continued to jam to "
When you're hot you're hot!"
The 1959 Chevy Belaire yelled,"Ai Carumba, Let's do the Lambada";
as the crowd started to dance the Macarena. As the evening grew darker
and later, the music went from the party time to make it's roll into the ten
o'clock slow love jams.The music wasn't too loud, but you could still hear
the swoon of a burgandy Lincoln Continential ring out, "
Never can say
Goodbye." Then as swiftly as if to answer back, you heard an Infinity
I-30 tell his lover,"
I'll be there".
The crowd of romantic cars just decided to make their plea with their
own song to go out to their lovers as they edited it themselves without a
pause or a stagger. A Chevy Chevelle swept in with, "
If loving you is
wrong, I don't wanna be right"; then a El-Camino said,"
You'll never
find another love like mine". Next a Lincoln Town car sang out, "
Here
and now", then just like clock work you could hear a Ford Bronco sweetly
say,"
Baby come to me". Then to finish the serenade, was a porche with,
"
Let's get it on!"
To my surprise, there was a response that nobody expected. A Cadillac
Escalade sang out,"
Secret Lovers"; then a Kia Sportage added, "
If you
don't know me by now". Next a Volkswagen Bus rang out, "
That's the
way I feel about cha", then a 1957 Dodge sang,"
It's you that I need!"
Nobody knew where she came from, but the song sure fit just like a glove.
A Civic Honda slipped in with,"
Close the door", then a Dodge Caravan
smiled and said,"
It's too late to turn back now". Then as sweet and sexy
as the moment was, a Monte Carlo softly said,"
Turn off the lights".
To end the return serenade was a Corvette that shyly sang out,"
I'll make
love to you, if you want me to". Then out of the blue a Mazda XR7 said,
"Whoa, that's a
Love T.K.O".
So, these Summer days turn into a daze, seems like nothing ever
changes. Then you wake up and face the next day and try to figure out
what your going to do to keep your mind off the heat. It had been a week
before we even saw a trickle of rain. The days get so hot, just looking
across the way can make you think you see something when it is just a
mirage. A huge flaring waterfall that doesn't flood the street, helped too
take the edge off a scorching one hundred degree day. Every day is
different, the songs and cars change like one huge CD changer.
You can hear anything from '
Hot blooded, Heartache tonight, Hotel
California, Pour some sugar on me, and
R.O.C.K in the U.S.A.
Every now and then you can catch some of the old school stuff like
Good golly miss Molly, Louie Louie, The Twist, Wooly Bully,
and
This Diamond Ring. Then there are days you hear some of the
southern rock and country like,
Sweet Home Alabama, what's
your name, and The Ride. Some days, the music just takes you
back to the yester years. when time really didn't matter, those days you
look forward to. You sleep all day to work off the party from the night
before. Then you got up early evening to start planning the next party
and who's house it is going to be at. Sometimes I wish those days never
ended. If the right house wasn't available, we'd all pile into a car and
head to the club.
Now a days, the only escape you can afford, is to take a trip through
memory land where it doesn't cost you a thing. When was the last day
you sat back and traveled to the time when you would have that special
song stuck in your head? You know what I mean; the one that made you
happy no matter what was going on. Those days are gone now, and so
the Summer ends up being just...a Summer daze.
Written By,
Claysong Harris (C)
2006
(This was written for a Writer's test)
