Driving to school, it would stall as I stopped at every red light. It’s my own, private Idaho and it numbs me from the car honking behind me, imploring me to speed up.īack in the 1970’s, my parents let me drive their old, beat up station wagon. I’m in my own Car Concert, grooving to the lyrics, standing up, out of my imaginary concert chair, dancing to the beat. This was a “sing it” song, and so I belted it out, swaying this way and that in my car. Or–do I provide the percussion to this great song, and jiggle my left leg, while tapping the driving wheel of the GTI? No.
DRIVING IN MY CAR KIDS SONG DRIVERS
Do I blatantly sing at the top of my lungs, thereby giving myself away to the drivers of cars in the lane next to me? Do I sing in the back of my throat, and not move my lips–a good trick. Yesterday, I was driving to my chiropractor and ADELE came on. I really like IMAGINE DRAGONS, DAVE MATTHEWS BAND and NEON TREES. On a good day, I crank up the Alternative/Pop Hits. “How am I feeling today? Is the traffic bad? Is it sunny or rainy? Hmm…what mood am I in?” With Sirius Radio the selection of musical possibilities are endless and I thoroughly enjoy taking advantage of choice. Nevertheless, I’ll hop into my car, put my seatbelt on and get the lay of the land. The speakers are a tad small for my taste. It drives like a sports car but looks kind of dorky. It is white and has the sharpest wheels you have ever seen. Right now, I have a very cool but understated, VW, GTI Golf. Sometimes, we roll our windows up, and sometimes, if we want to share, we roll them down. The methods that we have employed to blare our tunes have changed several times in our lives, but the result has been the same: playing songs that move us to join in. We have been cranking music in our cars for well over forty years now.