I love the peace, the serenity of this shot. It probably doesn’t fit with the rest of the post.
As I’ve been out on the roadways, I’ve noticed that most people are ensconced in their SUV’s, minivans, pickup trucks, and even automobiles with their windows firmly closed. I wonder if it is because the people don’t want their neatly coiffed hair undisturbed by wind, or if their allergies are making life hell for them, or maybe they just want to feel that they are in a womb-like environment.
It’s a shame, for a number of reasons, but mainly because they can’t appreciate some music to the fullest. There is a sub-genre of music that I call “Driving Around With the Windows Down and the Volume Up.” I admit that it is not a succinct appellation, but it gets to the point. For this post I’ll shorten it to DAWWDVU.
Some music automatically falls into DAWWDVU. Anything by the Beatles, or by the Beach Boys, or by Steppenwolf is a no-brainer. I would also include Bonnie Raitt’s Greenlight album, Sass Jordan’s Get What You Give album, Jefferson Starship’s Spitfire album and David Bromberg’s How Late’ll Ya Play ‘Til, Volume 1: Live CD. You might not think that Bullfrog Blues, from the latter album qualifies, but I do. The only real problem with Bullfrog Blues is that if you are younger than 55, you probably don’t get half of the cultural references. People my age tend to find it funny, and that makes up for the inability to sing along with the music.
There are a lot of single songs that you can burn into a mix collection of DAWWDVU, such as The Doobie Brothers’ Takin’ It To The Streets, The Eagles’ Heartache Tonight, Chicago’s 25 Or 6 To 4, Rare Earth’s version of Get Ready and Linda Ronstadt’s You’re No Good.
Some albums play better at night, such as the Big Brother and The Holding Company with Janis Joplin album Cheap Thrills. Perhaps that is a sub-genre of DAWWDUV. I need to think about that.
I would be interested in hearing what you think belongs in DAWWDVU, unless you like a more climate controlled ride.