It's gone from snowing to kinda good weather lately which means that before we know it the time will be here for us all to crank up the summer tunes and get in that bbq party spirit. To get extra psyched, make sure you include these bad boys in your playlist:

Number 5: The All-American Rejects: Swing, Swing

Nobody remembers this as an awesome song to read by the fire to - it's just a quintessential summer tune. It was even in The OC, man. Listen to this song with the heating turned all the way up, crack open a Sunkist with your eyes closed and you will be at the beach. Also, pretty much every song that was featured in one of the first three American Pie movies was considered for this list.

POP MUSIC OF THE EARLY 1990s.

Ah, the early 1990s, a time in which you could find me decked out in flowered sundresses, with gel in my hair and Roxette on my mind. While I continued listening to 1980s music and adoring 1980s pop culture, I was aware that something was changing in popular music, a phenomenon that did not go unnoticed by anyone not living under a rock. Big hair was out, grunge was on its way. 1980s excess turned into 1990s minimalism in style and music. The party decade became a more reflective decade, and a lot of issues that were repressed in the Reagan 1980s finally came to the forefront, and this demand for political analysis translated easily into rock music.

My name is Christopher Rifkin, chairman of Jamaica's Tourism Board. We'd first like to congratulate you on your recent successes, as well as thank you for raising awareness worldwide of the beautiful paradise that is Jamaica! However, we must make one small request as it pertains to the song "Take You There", as we feel you did not live up to the agreement we had put in place when you were commissioned to "write a song about a wonderful Jamaican vacation" (note: we even gave you a rhyme to use, we were very disappointed when that was left out of the final version).

We are more than happy with your characterization of Jamaica as the home to white sand beaches where you're encouraged to live without a care and spend your days "sipping Piña Coladas", as it were. The part of your song that we take most umbrage with is the second half of the chorus- "take you to the slums/where killers get hung". Firstly, it's not even grammatically accurate- how embarrassing! As if that's not reason enough to change it, we at the Tourism Board, feel as though it's just plain mean! So we have taken the opportunity to write a few alternate lines we would encourage you to simply switch with the current, more disparaging remarks about this wonderful tropical paradise:

• We can lay in the sun, where families have fun!
  
• We can beat on a drum, and love everyone!
  
• We can visit the beautiful island of Jamaica, and have a really great time!

• The Mozart is an Overrated Prick Who Hasn't Got Nearly My Sense of Fashion,Concerto in D Minor.
• The I'm Not Gay But I Will Marry Whoever Shall Have Me...Somebody...Anybody...For God's Sake I'm So Alone, Overture  
• The It's Surely a Good Thing Our Good Tsar Has Permanently Run Those Nasty Bolsheviks Out of the Country. They Shan't Ever Return, Ever, in C for String Orchestra.
• The Holla at My Cholera, Piano Sonata in G Major.
• The Fireworks, Explosions, Ballet, Victory Party with Cannonball Firing and Much Ballyhooing!!!, Fantasy Overture.   
  
  
• The How Much Wood Could a Wood Chuck Chuck  If That Woodchuck  Was That Pompous, Sniveling John Philip Sousa? None, That's How Much, Concerto.
• The If I Have to Endure One More Court Magistrate Misspelling My Last Name on My Payment Vouchers I Shall Render a Ballet To Be Played At His Funeral in a Most Inappropriatly Celebratory Manner, in E Minor for cello and orchestra.

2. There was a good man named Paul Revere.

3. Michael J. Fox was Alex P. Keaton.

4. Lead singer Rich Cronin likes Kevin Bacon, but he hates Footloose.

An old banana back in '98
It turned ripe one morning
And went bad the next day
It's a black fly in your banana daiquiri
It's a junior banana split
When you've already had three
Isn't it bananas... don't you think?

It's like monkeys
On Banana Day
It's when the yellow kind
Tastes like lemon, okay
It's when you're burned alive
Making Bananas Flambé
You add way too much rum... Two jiggers!

Mr. Play-It-Safe was afraid to fly
He packed his suitcase
And kissed his kids good-bye
He waited his whole damn life
To take that flight
And as the plane crashed down he thought
"Gee, I'd really like a banana..."
And isn't it bananas... don't you think?