Although summer doesn't officially end for another three weeks or so, September 1 marks for me, and I'm sure others, the psychological end of the season. (Labor Day's never been a lively vacation weekend for me.) I'll cite another summer song or two before the seasons change, but for now, a way to ease into the coming autumn: Neil Diamond's "September Morn."How fortunate a man Neil is: By this point, not only did he get to wear glittery outfits that a figure skater would scratch your eyes out for, he increasingly got away with writing material like this that demands only a speak-sing from a less-than-an-octave range. I wonder what kind of rivalry he and the more vocally gifted if less lyrically introspective Barry Manilow had going around 1980.
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