Shuffle

Good Golly Miss Molly!!

right after

…will you love me tomorrow?….

right after

…grace finds goodness in every thing….

My car has 7 year old bluetooth capability.  Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn’t. But my 2 year old smartphone usually finds this connection and randomly starts playing my music. I don’t ask it to. It just does it. And always has. Right out of the box. When this first happened I nearly drove through the garage door. But now I am just curious. So I leave it be.

What will it decide I should listen to?

Apparently I have a few hundred songs on my phone. I find that hard to believe, but that’s what it says right there in settings → general → about → songs. (how is there room for so much music next to over 4000 photos?)

It remains set on “shuffle” – so I have no control over what comes next. I realize this is the deal with shuffle – and I could just choose an album or playlist…but there’s a part of me that wants to live on the musical edge. My own personal radio station.

What’s the worst that could happen?

Sometimes it’s Barbra, and then Barbra again, then Bonnie, back to Barbra. Maybe next it’s Bruce. Then Pink. Then Carole. And sometimes it’s a song I don’t recognize at all. What the heck?

I call out a song title. Siri ignores me. So I just wait and see listen.

Last week shuffle was into CSN&Y. And Mary Chapin Carpenter. And Barbra. All good. Setting the mood for my drive. However, other times I’ll be feeling perfectly upbeat and then the next thing I know it’s Cat Stevens. But before long Colbie Caillat or Sara B. bring me back up. Then I’m chilling to Mr. Withers. Then Barbra. (say what?) (again?) How does Ms. Shuffle know what to pick? It’s a rollercoaster ride.

Back to today…I am driving home.
Another Monday after grocery shopping — an activity that can be a real mood changer (I mean seriously, can’t they have someone at the fish counter?…do I always have to…well never mind)…

The shuffling starts up as I exit the parking lot —

U2 singing about grace…I lean back a bit in my seat at the stop light.
segues into Carole King…now I’m starting to relax…
which segues into Mitch Ryder & The Detroit Wheels…

I sit straight up.

Good Golly what grocery store?!