I'll be largely off this weekend, cooking, lying in the sun, and trying to finish The Best and the Brightest (which I think has the same problem as Casablanca: I've heard it all repeated so many other places that when I get to the point of origin, it sounds cliche.) instead of blogging. I hope you all intend to do pretty much the same.
But if you need a soundtrack to a barbeque or whatever, you could do much, much worse than to queue up this
1967 Beach Boys rehearsal session (which I found courtesy of Bryan at
Knock Twice). It's damn near perfect: light, airy, a little melancholy. Happy Labor Day.