In order to put my music where my mouth is, or should I say, to follow up my words with more words, hee hee hee, I have one more thing to share tonight. I want to comment on a question that Mr. Robert Frances Mackowycz J.R. posed to us all on the November 22, 2009 Strombo Show. What music do you like to drive to?
Now, I learned to drive when I was 13 years old, even if I didn’t get any sort of license until I was 18. Yes, I realize I am admitting to a technical crime here but I’m sure there is a statute of limitations on that sort of thing. I have also driven in all sorts of terrain, in different vehicles, weather and moods and I have to tell ya Bob, the answer to that question is a never ending play list.
Think of the variables in your mood, the weather, the type of vehicle; not to mention whether or not you have passengers, rush hour traffic or an open road and so on. Do you, dear readers like to listen to the same song day in and day out whilst showering, driving, making love, jogging, etc?
Driving through the Rockies the echo of a truly beautiful piece of classical music can magnify that I am small and insignificant feeling; just as easily as it can allow you to feel part of the grandeur of all that you are passing through. How? Simply by the fact that the music passes from the stereo, through you and then reverberates off the mountains back into you. It’s truly a moving thing on more than one level. The physicality of the vibrations coupled with the emotional and visual panorama just *sigh*.
On the prairies and through desert, however, I NEED something loud with anger or edge to it blended in with more soothing sounds. Something to literally and figuratively drive away the frustration levels that mount for me in those areas where you have been for hours and feel as if you’ve not moved an inch in the landscape, coupled with comforting sounds that soothe and allow me to relax to enjoy the subtle changes in the scenery. That’s when I break out The Hip and Space Hogs and mix them up with Rob Zombie. I suspect you get the drift.
Now since you, Mr. Mackowycz, have informed us that there is a Bob III (or Roberta) on the way, I would say stock up on BNL and Moxy Fruvous. Young children love to sing along to those songs. I’ve personally spent hours in a car keeping the children amused with the live versions of King of Spain. The line, “the king a former cone head’, is especially amusing to young boys. I’ve also had success with The Clash , The Ramones and the like. Then again I’ve also had to endure some Hannah Montana and other less digestable music nuggets. Be prepared to have your ears assaulted by all sorts of horrid things mislabelled as music and learn to accept that it’s better than the alternative. A screaming, crying child, grape juice flying through the air and onto your car’s interior, and a headache bigger than the Grand Canyon. OH! I would not recommend you attempt to actually play your trumpet whilst driving, but perhaps a CD or two from back in the day 😉
Finally, Bob, The Blues. There is no wrong time, place, or mood. They just fit; in rush hour, bad weather, starting a great day or ending a horrific one! ALWAYS have some on hand and belt ’em out as you fight rush hour traffic.
And you our red chair friends … what music do you listen to whilst in transit? What do you belt out, windows up or down, fellow drivers be damned? We don’t just listen to our music whilst we drive … we sing it, breathe it, be it 😉
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