I'm chafing to wax rhapsodic on Ry Cooder's California Trilogy, particularly his latest fully-leaded whimsy I, Flathead. DarkoV assures me he is intent on doing likewise. Since I was never one to steal a friend's thunder (or miss an opportunity to cajole) I shall wait until he throws down.
Our family is prepping for this summer's trip out west. My younger daughter has chosen her road tuneage: Alvin & The Chipmunks. I shall insist on the next chapter of Harry Potter, or failing that, one of my own mixed CDs, which I knit together on behalf of my godson.
Track listing with links and meditational explications to follow.