Not too many weeks go by without me wondering whether The Sundays will ever record again.

Sometimes it starts when one of their songs pops into my head (“Here’s Where The Story Ends,” “Love”) or I catch a mention of the British jangle-pop quartet on Twitter. This week, a birthday brought The Sundays to mind, as singer Harriet Wheeler turned 49 on Tuesday. No pictures of any parties, mind you, just several lists that included the milestone.

It’s been almost 15 years since the The Sundays released their third album, Static & Silence. Shortly afterward, Wheeler and guitarist David Gauvrin — the real-life couple who form the band’s core — put it all on pause to raise a family. To my knowledge, they’ve never given any indication as to whether The Sundays will re-form or record together again, which is a sort of perfectly wistful way to leave things, considering the sound and tone of so many of their songs.

“Summertime,” the first single from Static & Silence, had a markedly sunnier disposition, punctuated by a goofy guitar line and some horns. The timing of its release, however, meant the song soundtracked the fall of 1997 rather than the titular season. But the breezy “Summertime” sounds absolutely perfect right now as, like Wheeler sings, I’ve turned my white skin red:

This isn’t the first time I’ve mused about the status of The Sundays (see “Whatever Happened To The Sundays” from November 2008). Even if no news should ever come (some remasters/expanded editions of their three-album catalogue would be nice), I doubt it will be the last. I’m not the only one who will forever and always make time for The Sundays.

Purchase The Sundays – “Summertime” via iTunes, Amazon MP3.