Summer unofficially ends this weekend, and if it feels weird it might be because, except for the hot weather, it hasn’t felt much like summer at all — no graduation parties, no beach vacations, no Fourth of July fireworks, a fragment of a baseball season. Still, it’s just about over now, and who better to lament it than the King of Despair, Robert Smith. This song appeared on the “Bloodflowers” album, released in 2000.
