

No way he’d risk the Schuylkill at that time of day. He’s well aware of local traffic patterns. As we’re all aware, the man was born and raised in West Philadelphia. Trying to make it out to KOP and back would be lunacy. If it’s late in the day, that also means rush-hour traffic. Unless he’s chosen the massive King of Prussia mall-but that’s outside the city and would require a round trip on the always congested Schuylkill Expressway. If he’s at Fairmount Park when he decides to go sneaker shopping, the closest mall would probably be The Gallery at 9th and Market. That’s a lot of running around-which he has to do quickly because he’s invited to a barbecue that starts at 4 p.m. Will notes that it’s “late in the day.” How late? Because he states his intention to “hustle to the mall” for new sneaks that he can then model at the basketball court for any potential paramours who might be on hand. This is when the song starts to raise serious space-time continuum concerns. ’Cause you’re invited to a barbecue that’s starting at 4 Hop in the water plug just for old times sakeīreak to ya crib, change your clothes once more ’Cause basketball courts in the summer got girls there Yeah, I got on sneaks but I need a new pair It’s late in the day and I ain’t been on the court yet Also, if you’re ever in Philly and you’re up for something gluttonous, try the Philly Taco challenge, which wraps a slice of Lorenzo’s pizza around a cheesesteak from Jim’s for reasons surpassing understanding. It hadn’t occurred to me as a kid because the aforementioned Taurus station wagon was not outfitted with Lorinsers (but it did have three of its four hubcaps). I’ve since discovered that the Lorenzos referred to in the song are Lorinser rims. It’s like Jeff and Will are injecting nostalgia directly into my veins.įor a long time, I thought the line was “sitting on Lorenzos,” and that it was a shout-out to legendary South Street pizza joint Lorenzo & Sons. The first line about school being out and causing a buzz is intoxicating. To hit you and get you equipped for the summertime

It’s like the summers a natural aphrodisiacĪnd with a pen and pad, I compose this rhyme She turn around to see what you beeping at Honking at the honey in front of you with the light eyes Guys out hunting and girls doing likewise Riding around in your Jeep or your BenzosĪ place called the Plateau is where everybody goes The weather is hot and girls are dressing lessĪnd checking out the fellas to tell ‘em who’s best The way that people respond to summer madness Terrific start to a song of the summer.īut back then I didn’t really know what it was Sadly, that functionality was unavailable in the cream-colored Ford Taurus station wagon I borrowed from my parents.Īnyway, we’re off. When I was a kid, the beginning always made me want to adjust the bass and let the Alpine blast.

In the music video, people are clapping and dancing and having a grand time. Jazzy Jeff and Will Smith set us up with a feel-good beat and some placeholder lyrics that funnel us into the heart of the song. That moves romance, give me a soft subtle mixĪnd if ain’t broke then don’t try to fix it Of all that hardcore dance that has gotten to beĪ little bit out of control, it’s cool to dance Just a little somethin’ to break the monotony Here it is, the groove slightly transformed

What follows is a thorough and overdue investigation of “Summertime.” It’s created a bit of an internal crisis, one that requires me to further deep dive into the song and ask some tough questions. The closer I inspected the lyrics, the more I began to wonder about them. Not to mention that, 27 years after its release, it still makes my head bob whenever I hear it.īut while I love the song and have listened to it countless times through nearly three decades, it wasn’t until recently that I really scrutinized it. That alone should get it a gold jacket in the SOS HOF (Song of Summer Hall of Fame). Somehow, despite the array of suggestions, none of my coworkers mentioned one of the most iconic songs of summer: DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince’s 1991 masterpiece “Summertime.” The word “summer” is in the title. It's 'Call Me Maybe,' by - /kpK0cqHj08- The Ringer August 15, 2018ĭespite handling all those hot takes, no Ringer staffers were harmed in the making of that video-with the possible exception of Juliet Litman, who I fear suffered some sort of imperceptible mini-stroke that caused her to inexplicably stan for Carly Rae Jepsen’s “Call Me Maybe.”
