Fahrvergnügen
I LOVE driving. The freedom to just go, $4/gallon be-damned. Inherently and wonderfully American, isn’t it?
But as carbon-footprint-conscious as I like to think I am (and although I’ve never actually owned a Volkswagen) the idea of “driving pleasure,” to me, is as self-evident as apple pie.
Which is why last weekend, on the return home from New Hampshire, I took the long way. It was, after all, a Sunday drive of sorts; I had the entire afternoon if I wanted… just me, an impossibly sunny sky, the adventure of unfamiliar, squigley backroads, my hand-me-down Volvo station wagon (dubbed “Meatball”), and my new favorite rock crush, Matt Mays. Hubba hubba.
For 2 + hours, I had it bad. Terminal Romance on replay baby!
Were those (gulp!) guitar solos? In 2008? Pant, pant.
Thank you Jesus, a red light at the intersection: cue feral air-guitar spaz-out.
My poor eardrums. The volume couldn’t possibly have been loud enough… a family of Berkshire tourists gawking? I turned it up louder. We’re talking knee-driving, hand-dancing-out-the-moonroof-loud.
I wanted everyone to know: I was hopelessly (and clearly shamelessly), shit-hot in love with the whole damned record.
And still am.
Tags: CUT THROUGH THE NOISE, KATE BRADLEY, OUTLANDOS MUSIC —
8/11/08
Categories: CUT THROUGH THE NOISE • KATE BRADLEY • OUTLANDOS MUSIC
Well, I blame you. ( In a good way)
Had it not been for my living vicariously through you, I would never have heard Matt Mays, and now I am a huge fan.
Thanks to you, I can go relive my headbanging days of the 80’s and as a 40+ year old, have fun with it!
Keep the stereo loud, by the time we are in our 60s, the sound quality from hearing aids will make us happy.
Paul