Weekends were special when I was a kid.
My mom would whip up massive breakfasts. I could sleep in and when I woke up, it would always be to my dad spinning vinyl on his record player. That kinda makes him sound like a DJ, with a headset, scratching on some rap album with a disco ball revolving over his head. I assure you, this was not the case.
He had a pretty limited selection of records and this was back when records were your only option, not some hipster, retro choice. He’d typically play Crystal Gayle or Neil Diamond or David Frizzell. Looking back on it, probably not super appropriate for a 12-year-old to know all the lyrics to “I’m Going to Hire A Wino To Decorate Our Home.”
So what does this have to do with anything?
Well, lately all the presidential candidates have been posting “their” playlists and I put that in quotes because you know it was really some 22-year-old who wears a bowtie and knows to use beard oil in his carefully coiffed chin hair who clued in Joe Biden to the Bleachers. He sure didn’t add “Rollercoaster” on his own. Also, didn’t some people just need to be rescued off a rollercoaster? Is that really the message you want to send about your campaign?
But, what if we took things one step further — what would be the soundtrack to… your life?
This is the point where I totally screw up your day by dragging you into my own personal time suck because now you’re going to be thinking about your soundtrack.