My @MiracleOfSound #CommutePlaylist
Neon Red (3:58)City of Dreams (4:14)A Thousand Eyes (5:00)Rebirth (5:07)Show Your Style (4:09)The Crush (3:46)The New Black Gold 2013 (4:39)Dream Again (4:45)Life In Bullet Time (4:40)Clockworks (4:22)Open Air (5:57)
My laziness – Some days, I just don’t wanna go to workMy foot – Some days it is a little more like lead than othersMy forgetfulness – I’m usually forgetting something. Sometimes I have to turn around and go back home to get whatever it wasPotentially drunk drivers – My drive starts between 4:45am and 5:10am (see above: my laziness) and save for the interstate, there are few if any opportunities to pass. Going under the speed limit is telling me you are either exhausted or drunk. Whatever the excuse, thou art irritating fucks.Someone forgot how to drive – Due to the length of my drive, and the location, the chances for someone to induce rubbernecking or flat out impede traffic because of an accident is always there. When it does, I count the repeats of songs on my playlist.
All songs are created and performed by Miracle of Sound.
So, when I have to go to the job that pays for my writing obsession, I have a very specific playlist that both inspires my muse, is great to sing/rock to, and just entertains me. (It is a subset of a longer one, but I use that for really long drives.) This one is how I gauge how well my drive is going.
On average, this list ends between 1-2 minutes after I’ve parked from when I leave my home. On good days, it’s the same for the return trip, though I often get 1-2 song getting a second play. Things that impact if it goes longer or shorter are:
My laziness – Some days, I just don’t wanna go to workMy foot – Some days it is a little more like lead than othersMy forgetfulness – I’m usually forgetting something. Sometimes I have to turn around and go back home to get whatever it wasPotentially drunk drivers – My drive starts between 4:45am and 5:10am (see above: my laziness) and save for the interstate, there are few if any opportunities to pass. Going under the speed limit is telling me you are either exhausted or drunk. Whatever the excuse, thou art irritating fucks.Someone forgot how to drive – Due to the length of my drive, and the location, the chances for someone to induce rubbernecking or flat out impede traffic because of an accident is always there. When it does, I count the repeats of songs on my playlist.
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