My first car was an eleven-year-old 1968 Ford Mustang that served not only as my back-and-forth to work but also as my boombox. Great FM stereo/cassette player. Great speakers. And the freedom to listen to my choices of music at the volumes I wanted. It was my private place to move, drum, sing, scream, cry, meditate, contemplate, get courageous, nurse wounds, fall asleep, wake up, and sometimes even drive, all while listening to music. So. Much. Music! These songs are more a statement about the culture I was navigating and less about what I was listening to.
1975 Convoy C.W. McCall
Convoy Lyrics
1978 Bye, Bye Love The Cars
Bye, Bye Love Lyrics
1979 A Gallon of Gas The Kinks
A Galon of Gas Lyrics
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