Brat Summer Is Over. California Split Summer Is Here.

Let’s say you find yourself in the disorienting haze of August — the strange doldrums toward the end of summer when the individual days seem endless, but weeks somehow pass in between blinks. The pop album that has thus far defined your summer has reached an arguably uncool level of cultural dominance, the Olympics are winding down, and your nearest multiplex is showing Deadpool & Wolverine 14 times a day until the end of time. You’re left rudderless, drifting ceaselessly toward the fall...