Random Musings While Driving at 4AM

I was on the road for a television appearance at 4AM this morning. It’s amazing the things that pop into your head while driving at that time. Here are a few of my thoughts, all based on what I was listening to:

• It doesn’t matter that I own every Rush album and can listen to them whenever I want. When a Rush song comes on the radio, it pumps me up! This morning it was Limelight. What is it about hearing your favorite band on the radio that gets you excited?
   
• Hearing Coldplay makes me want to drink. A lot. And not in a good way. Even at 4AM.
   
• One of my favorite lines from a semi-obscure song (which I was astonished to hear on the radio):
  “Don’t think ’cause I understand, I care,
  Don’t think ’cause we’re talkin’, we’re friends”
  (Six Underground by the Sneaker Pimps)

  Don’t know why, but I just love those lyrics. Great to repeat to yourself when you are still pissed at someone but have to be polite to them. Not that I would know anything about that…
   

• I love using the “scan” feature on my car radio for long drives. It passes the time because when it’s scanning, I’m all intent on wondering what will come up next. And when it finds a song I like, well that’s just awesome. The only drawback is that it pauses on every station it finds for about six seconds, and as you drive west away from Philadelphia, you get more and more country music stations. I don’t like listening to country music, even if for only six seconds.

  I am pretty sure I heard the line, “God is great, beer is good.” I suppose I can appreciate the sentiment, but come on, that’s a real song lyric?

• Speaking of song lyrics, I listened to Jump, Jump, by Kriss Kross (more on that later). At one point, one the kids (I think it was Kross but it may have been Kriss – I don’t know they’re like the Olsen Twins or Milli Vanilli;, pretty indistinguishable from one another. You know one of the Olsen’s has an eating disorder and one of the Vanilli’s is dead, but you’ll be damned if you could tell me which.), in an attempt to be “hardcore,” says:

  “Some of them try to rhyme but they can’t rhyme like this.”

  This must be a pretty powerful argument in his Krossian brain, because he repeats it with emphasis three or four times. Here’s the thing: If you are talking smack about others’ inability to rhyme as well as you, shouldn’t that line rhyme…? If there’s any truth to the line, “some of them try to rhyme but they can’t rhyme like this,” isn’t he basically saying that some people are physically and mentally incapable of rhyming at all? And if so, why are those people rapping, and why is he comparing himself to them? Isn’t that setting the bar pretty low?

  Maybe it’s just me.

These are the things I think about while driving at 4AM. Wouldn’t you love to be in the car with me next time…?

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