life on shuffle

One of my favorite things to do is to put my iPod on "shuffle" and just see what comes up. Some songs are weird; some are embarrassing; some are AWESOME... and some just are what they are. So I'm going to blog about it. The rules: Every time I sit down to write, I'm going to pull out my iPod, push "shuffle" and write about whatever song plays first (*only exception: a previously blogged about song). Maybe it will be a memory associated with that song or something about the lyrics or artist. Or maybe it will just color the topic that I choose to write about. Sometimes serious, sometimes funny, sometimes worthy of mocking. Random. Life. On shuffle.

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This song will always make me think of one of my favorite vacations ever: a Northwest road trip that I took with my big brother Jim in 2009.

When you embark on a road trip with your sibling, one of the challenges you have to face is your trip’s playlist… especially when your traveling companion can be extremely ~~snobby~~ picky when it comes to music. Jim can usually tolerate most of my music choices but rarely withholds his opinion if he’s not a fan. So when he and I decided to journey across Oregon and Washington, I knew that we’d be sharing control of the iPod and fighting over a few songs here and there.

Turns out Jim loves this song by Paramore. I think the only reason I really remember that fact is that I didn’t expect him to be a fan of the band (didn’t see a girl-fronted pop rock band of teens as his “thing”), but I pretty clearly recall him singing along, getting at least 50% of the words right.

Yep, we jammed out to Paramore, somewhere along a windy road in the Olympic Peninsula.

It was such an incredible trip. I frequently thought to myself, “I can’t believe this is in the United States,” followed quickly by the thought, “I really don’t want this trip to end.” From the top of Mt. Hood, to the haystack rocks at Cannon Beach, to the driftwood of Kalaloch, the scenery was just unbelievably gorgeous.

We didn’t need good music to make our sibling trip memorable, but a little Paramore singalong didn’t hurt.