Having familiar music with me takes the edge off being so far from home and, oddly, makes the places I’ve been less foreign. I’ve been on a Neil Young, Richard Thompson and “The Rolling Stone Magazine’s 500 Greatest Songs of All Time” tear. Nina Simone’s version of “I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel To Be Free” which I recently learned was written by Billy Taylor, is in rotation. Drive-By Truckers.
Popular music here doesn’t do much for me. Maybe they’re hiding the good stuff, but radio sounds like weak imitations of the American boy band genre. And why is it played so loud in bars, restaurants and hotel lobbies?