I sort of enjoy holiday music, not so much because it gets me in the holiday spirit, but rather because I work at a place that plays the same essential mix, year-round. No matter what time I get to work I'm practically guaranteed to hear either Indigo Girls or John Mayer within 15 minutes of arriving. ... »»
So, I recently moved from Sin City to Charm City. Longtime readers will remember that not too long after MGF launched I moved from Baltimore to Las Vegas. I detailed the music part of the journey in a rambling manner.
Don't worry, you won't have to suffer though that again; this time I flew from West to East. But since I was flying I had to travel light. Unfortunately that meant that 90 percent of my music remains in another time zone. And that kind of sucks.
Y'see, for some reason I decided to pack things responsibly. That meant packing things in order of necessity, and thus, I packed more clothing than music or music related devices. And while, sure, I can actually go to work dressed appropriately, I can't suddenly decide that I want to have Dave Brubeck, Nas, Johnny Cash, Weezer and Res provide the soundtrack to my sleep, since those particular artists didn't make the trip with me.
»»
