I’d decided some weeks back, as a supremely idiotic and meaningless protest against … well, whom? God? Mother Nature? Matt Scott and Gil Simmons? … that I would not write one more blog until the humidty broke.

Since this is ostensibly a blog about music, that makes no sense whatsoever. It’s like saying, “I don’t like eating peas and so, in protest of having to eat peas, I refuse to fix that broken light switch in the hallway.”

Some would suggest this blog strike is actually a sign of laziness on my part — or that there has been nothing musical that I deem worthy for this space. Either would be incorrect. I am many not-great things, but I am not lazy. Also: having seen two basically immortal shows recently — Ivan Neville and Dumpstaphunk ripping our heads off at Sailfest and Crowded House breaking my heart (in a good way; they’re that great) at the House of Blues in Boston last week — there’s plenty of stuff to write about.

Even local heroes Low Beam have finally released the CD they started during Reconstuction. (But have I received a copy yet? No!)

Anyway: I’m sick of humidity and I want to know why it’s happening. Why do the meteorologists not explain why we’ve had this insane and maddening run of humidity? Yes: they tell us it's going to be humid -- sometimes -- but ...

The phone rang the other day at my desk. It was the state of Mississippi. They want their humidity back!

Ha!

This is not a Kill the Messenger diatribe, so do not go after the weather-people with a string knife. Hell, I love meteorologists — and have done so since, in a college debate about oil drilling in Alaska, I responded to an opponent who quoted a meteorologist suggesting weather would not be an issue. For some reason, I lost my mind and still have no idea why I associated “meteorology” with meteors -- and asked the guy, with blistering sarcasm: “You wanna tell me what a meteorologist has to do with the weather?” My life is one long succession of similarly moronic episodes.

Sigh …

Anyhoo, let’s emphasize: it’s not the meteorologists fault it’s criminally humid. However — again — I would appreciate it if just one of them would explain as this carnival season of humidity continues its suffocating processional. Oh: and when it might possibly not happen anymore.

Now, I could cleverly wrap this all up by enclosing a clip of the band Weather Report. Get it?

OR … since they actually played it the other night, a video of Crowded House doing “Weather With You.”

Instead, though, the House opened the Boston gig with one of my favorite of their tunes ever, “I Feel Possessed” — which I’d never seen them play. It was immortal. Here’s a clip of them doing it from the current tour, only a few nights before we saw them. Enjoy. What an insanely great chorus.

http://www.crowdedhouse.com/video/i-feel-possessed-massey-hall-toronto