Having a large Raffi collection even when supplemented by Sharon, Lois, and Bram and Trout Fishing in America, is overrated. Nineteen years ago I made my first purchase of children's music to play in the car: Raffi's More Singable Songs for the Very Young, that started with "Six Little Ducks" and finished with "New River Train." That move eventually led to an almost complete abdication of control over drive-time listening.
Even after the kids didn't need "children's music" per se, they had grown used to choosing, and so I listened to The Beach Boys, The Beatles, Jerry Jeff Walker, Warren Zevon, Pink Floyd, and Paul Simon, ad nauseum. Not bad choices in and of themselves. As you can tell, I had some influence over their tastes, yet I wasn't the one who called the shots. . .ever.
Now my van has Sirius Radio with twelve preset stations:
- The Sixties on Six
- The Seventies on Seven
- Classic Vinyl
- Classic Rewind
- Deep Tracks (lesser known cuts of better known artists)
- The Spectrum (my effort to keep up with a bigger variety of music and artists)
- The Coffeehouse (acoustic and singer/songwriters)
- Margaritaville (totally relaxed with an attitude)
- Outlaw Country (because I live in Texas)
and three news stations:
- POTUS (politics)
I cycle among the twelve and can always find something decent to listen to. In fact, one day recently (I can't remember whether it was last week or sometime this week as I crossed northern Louisiana, northern Mississippi, or northern Alabama--believe me those miles are all a blur), I was listening to Press Room on POTUS, waiting for Robert Gibbs (not an original Bee Gee) to come on and do his daily press briefing from The White House. As I waited, listening to the filler drivel, the show host suddenly switched to breaking news: live coverage of President Barack Obama ordering hamburgers for himself and the reporters that went with him at THE FIVE GUYS hamburger joint. He paid for it himself: 80 bucks worth of burgers and fries.
Guess what we saw when we pulled up to our hotel yesterday? Across the street from our Courtyard Marriott was Five Guys . Guess what I had for dinner tonight: a cheeseburger and fries, just like our President, except he had his with mustard, tomatoes, and jalapeno peppers, and I had mine with mayonnaise, tomatoes, lettuce, and pickles.