|From Wave, 1979.|
The ominous E-minor/D/E-minor/A chords chugging behind Patti Smith’s sung melody in this dark love song blow through the speakers like a chill breeze on a warm Indian Summer’s day. Listen towards the end of the song as the keyboard wails and Patti Smith outdoes Jim Morrison’s spoken-word act by reciting a poem that actually makes sense:
Happy October. The month we've all been waiting for is here.