“Blue skies; smilin’ at me. Nothin’ but blue skies; do I see…………..”

Blue skies can only mean Willie Nelson.

“Blue skies; smilin’ at me. Nothin’ but blue skies; do I see…………..”

Irving Berlin composed this wee dittie in 1926 for a stage musical called “Betsy”, but the only version of the song ‘Blue Skies’ that I know is the 1978 rendition from the great Willie Nelson from his album “Stardust”. Great album that. Great voice, Willie Nelson.

My mum used to play that album a lot when I was young. Willie Nelson, Dolly Parton, Anne Murray, Neil Diamond. These were some of the artists I grew up listening to. Real albums, with real voices on real turntables. No auto-tune with these guys. These singers were/are the real deal. They had to be able to sing well live or they could never have survived. Lip-syncing was not even a passing thought. True artistry.

But why the hell am I even writing about the music industry?? Today was going to be a nice easy one marvelling at the picture perfect spring day we enjoyed in my marvellous Melbourne. The skies were blue, the clouds were non-threatening and the kids were feral.

Did I say that out loud?? Yes I did. The…………….. kids…………. were………………. feral.

I can only put their behaviour down to the sunshine. I can’t blame the moon as it is in the waning phase right now. I can’t blame the wind because there wasn’t much. I can’t blame too much sugar because it was too early in the morning for any credible sugar highs. It had to be the sun.

We haven’t seen an awful lot of it for the past few months and the weather on the 1st of September seemed to be but a spring tease. Today and the next few days are going to be manna from heaven. And the kids are going to be feral. They will want to run screaming through parks and gardens. They will not tolerate being kept indoors for any reason. Their little systems are craving sunlight. They NEED their Vitamin D!!!!

And here I go again, off on another tangent. I wanted to write about the lovely crisp blue skies that smiled upon me as I walked out of work at lunchtime today. I saw the blue skies and the brilliant white clouds above and thought they would make a lovely blog post. I took the photos, I have tweaked them in Lightroom 5 and all that was left was to gush moronically about them. Instead I have written about music and feral kids.

I can only blame the sunshine.

Oooo……there’s a brilliant segue.

“Don’t blame it on the sunshine; Don’t blame it on the moonlight. Don’t blame it on the good times; Blame it on the boogie……….”

I’ll have to save that one for another day.