A summer sailing song in the company of a stoned captain and a slightly patronising northern mc with the voice of an angel. There can be fewer songs so evocative in conjuring up the sense of long, lazy, summer days and nights. Especially during the recent heat when fantasies concerning water become hourly occurrences, this song seems particularly appropriate. For those that wish to explore this fantasy further, in Crosby’s first autobiography ‘Long Time Gone’ there is a brilliant, and of its time, story concerning an island stop on his boat, some acid, a full eclipse of the sun and an elephant. Crosby, eh?