We get one real summer, ridiculous and sublime.
Seriously, I am considering ordering CDs by The Primitives, The Housemartins, The Ocean Blue, and god help us Anything Box. This is only a tiny subset of the albums I've browsed online today, and most of them are things I owned on cassette back in the day. There's something comforting about having the soundtrack to the summer between my junior and senior years of high school on command, ready to go any time I need it. Even if, technically, The Housemartins well predated that. I've already replaced most of my The Beautiful South collection.
This is a good use of time on my day off.
In three years, that summer will have been half my life ago. You know you have your Anything Boxes too.