The Dogs Are Freaking Out!

Sometimes, when I think I'm about to die
I remember driving along PCH listening to
Louder Than Bombs
I'm 16, and I'm doing a job
For my Mom's asshole boyfriend
I had totalled my own car just months earlier
Ruining any chance with my 2nd love
And I'm all alone and depressed and 16
Which makes everything seem worse than it is

But driving along the California coast
Listening to The Smiths
Everything seemed alright
This would be the first of many revelations
That i'd have in Southern California
More of that later, i'm afraid...

Anyway, it got me thinking about all of
The great drives with great music.

Somewhere...
between Barstow & Las Vegas
Listening to The Joshua Tree at
Ear damaging levels (literally)
Wishing I could live inside the album
and plotting my retirement
to Death Valley

Somewhere...
in Idaho
Listening to John Taylor
and Peter hating it!
Meanwhile, the roads are bending
and it stinks of shit

Somewhere...
between SLC & LV
Listening to Lenny K & David B
with a girl called "Kitty"
thinking, "Is this it?"

Somewhere...
in the Arizona desert
Listening to Shabooh Shoobah
on my very first road-trip
just days after my 16th b-day
The destination sucked
Ah, but the journey...

Somewhere...
in the Nevada desert
Listening to HB & Eno
after a mountain hike
feeling like a God!

Somewhere...
in the New Mexican night
Listening to Leo Kottke
with Kirkles,
while the other Voyagers
slept the sleep of the dead.

Somewhere...
south of Seattle
Listening to Exile on Main Street
thinking, "fuck, this is good!"
The furthest I've ever travelled for shoes.

Somewhere...
on the floating bridge
Listening to Roxy Music
wishing the land and the cars further away

Somewhere...
in the Kansas night
Listening to my Texas Jam
while lightning turns day to night
and the dogs are freaking out!

I wish life would just slow down a bit more...
I miss driving for pleasure.
Now i drive to get somewhere, and it's usually not someplace cool...