:eye-roll: I suppose, if you don’t mind road noise. Can’t stand this overwrought writing style.
:eye-roll: I suppose, if you don’t mind road noise. Can’t stand this overwrought writing style.
For some subset of the last generation of american youth (and maybe this one? I am too hopelessly old to know now) the personal automobile had a kind of almost shamanic importance and the CD collection was a not insignificant part of that.
The 'best' music is not the music that is most accurately rendered. It is music in the time and place where it most properly induces the distilled current of its meaning into your soul in a way that you feel its echos 30 years later.
For some people, that is in fact in a car.
My issue is the debasement of the language by a professional writer. This use of “categorically” is akin to “I was, like, literally starving”, and for whatever reason this grates on me. I stopped reading immediately.
You are paraphrasing the lyrics to Golden Earring "Radar Love".
I've been drivin' all night, my hands wet on the wheel
...
The radio's playing some forgotten song
Brenda Lee's "Coming On Strong"
The road has got me hypnotized
And I'm a-speedin' into a new sunrise