It has been a rough month or so for music lovers. It feels like every other day, my Twitter feed explodes with rumors or, more often than not, sad truths about another icon of American music passing away. As evidenced by my Music Monday posts, I develop very strong connections to the music in my life and each time another beloved singer is gone, it often hits me harder than I would expect.
As we’re about to embark on another weekend (though with being laid off, the weekdays and weekends seem to blend together), it’s hard not to think about Donna Summer. Her music was always the sound of summer weekends (no pun intended, for once) and being young and wild and free. And even though my weekend plans are less “bad girls hit the town” and more “taking advantage of the busy tourist season to make some extra dough“, I’ll be cranking Donna Summer all weekend long.