Ah, the open road. It calls with a cry so specifically American. Lauded and romanticized in writing, film, television, and music for decades. (Pretty much since there were cars to drive.) I remember when the soundtrack for driving long distances required either a satchel of cassette tapes or playing the "Gee, let's see what kind of radio stations come in here" every hour or so (I was usually driving through mountains). These days, I just link up my phone to the car audio system and put my entire music collection on random. Needless to say, I kind of have a mile long list for this particular prompt. A song to drive to I've noticed that a good bunch of the music I've been listing is from the 70s. As I explained right up front, that's the stuff I grew up on. It's also the stuff that's most deeply set in my mind. I know there's a lot of newer stuff … Continue reading →