After shelling out money for all those shed shows this summer, money is probably tight for hitting your local record shop for some new tunes. Well luckily the folks over
I hate the radio. I’m impatient; I don’t want to hear vacuum repair commercials or the crappy, overproduced pop du jour. However, there are a few songs that, when they fill my rinky-dink, factory speakers, allow me to sink back in total driving pleasure for at least three whole minutes. Janis Joplin’s “Me and Bobby McGee” is one of those songs.
