Nothing defines a road trip like its soundtrack. Tomorrow Alejandro is driving from Reno to Albuquerque and was in the market for some musical accompaniment. There are different types of road trip mixes, of course. Some are meant to wake you up, to inspire some air drumming on the steering wheel. Others are meant to rouse reflection, ideally as you pass through the vast expanse of nothingness from Death Valley National Park to the creeping condo hell of the outskirts of Las Vegas.
This one is the latter, a mellow mix that perhaps even dares the question, now what do I want to do with my life? De La, when you pass through Flagstaff don’t forget to drop in on Macy’s and give ’em a wink for me.