So there I was, driving in to the office again, and still listening to the CD I’d started nearly two weeks ago. I should mention it’s a new car, which I bought completely by accident a month or two ago (long story), and one of the perks (which I found only after the car followed me home) is that the CD player also plays MP3s. Since SOBUMD used to have a car that could do that (we replaced her old van as well, but at least we did that on purpose), we had a few CDs with MP3s laying around collecting dust. One of them was marked “BUMD Mix,” so I popped it in the new car and decided to see what was on it.
That was nearly two weeks ago. Since the CD was probably made before Obama took office, I had no earthly idea what was on it. Those of you old enough to remember “mix tapes” from the ’80s will know what this is like – a walk down memory lane with a few songs you know you’ll like, since you put it together yourself, even if you don’t remember doing so because you were totally baked at the time. The difference with a mix of MP3s on a CD is that there are more than a hundred songs.
As I played the CD, I noticed two things – first, I liked all of the songs, which makes sense, and second, they were completely random, which was surprising. Not sure how they got copied onto the CD, but it’s a pretty trippy bunch of segues. Not bad, just surprising – like listening to a radio station tuned specifically to you, but you’re just along for the ride. And it made it even more fun to guess when the ride was going to end, because I had no idea how many songs the thing held.
So I’ve been shaking my head at these totally random segues of good song into good song, until this morning’s drive. I’d gotten nearly to the end of the CD, more than a hundred songs, and I’d gotten used to the randomness – until I realized that I’d followed David Bowie with the Cranberries, followed by Tom Petty, followed by Cherry Poppin’ Daddies.
Do you see it? Yep. Ziggy Stardust, Zombie, Zombie Zoo, and Zoot Suit Riot. Real random. My life would be so much easier if I could spell. I leave you with Ziggy, because every day should start with some God-given ass.