Songs For The Open Road

The Breeders - Forced To Drive

Sleater-Kinney - Jumpers

Tomorrow me and some friends are going out west because Tom Waits and The Marx Brothers told us to. And also to pack 4 1/2 years worth of collegiate memories/crap into a Uhaul and U-haul it from Boulder, CO to Madison, WI. *Sigh* I’ll be spending the next week sharing drunken hugs and sloppy goodbyes with my Bitchin' Boulder Buddies, extending “I’ll never forget you man”’s and taking one last look at the Rockies through retinas blurred with tears and marijuana smoke. And blood. Lots of blood.

But, as important as the destination of course, is the road trip itself. Nothing’s better for the spirit and psyche than soaring like a bloated gas-powered eagle through America’s majestic amber waves of grain.

Here, in honor of Eisenhower’s empire of snaking pavement and America’s promise of westward consumption, are two great road trip songs (which I will not be listening to tomorrow), both for and about driving.

You drive for days and it just keeps being America.......