Rock Star in the Car

I don’t know about you, but I love listening to music when I drive. The station I listen to when I’m not listening to classical music is all of the music of my generation; Elton John, the Beatles, Talking Heads, Queen, Linda Ronstadt, and so on. When a song comes on that I just love, I have NO problem singing along with it. I honestly don’t care if anyone else in traffic sees me rock out, either. When one of my favorite songs comes on, I howl right along with it.

Although I personally never belonged to a band, I always sang: in church, in musicals, in Gilbert & Sullivan shows, etc. There is nothing like singing your heart out; in my head, I am right there—singing right along with my musical heros.

Just yesterday, one of my favorite Elton John songs came on; “Rocket Man.” So Elton and I sung at the top of our lungs—and neither one of us cared if anyone riding by saw us rock out. When there is a song on that I love, I become the Rock Star in the Car.

How many of us do this? I’ll bet that thousands of us do it; we love our music. And if you’re like me, singing along with your favorite artist makes you feel as if you are that backup dancer/vocalist standing right behind your idol. There is a great “oh what the hell” feeling of belting out one of your favorite songs along with your favorite artist. Who cares if other people see you rocking out? I’ll bet that there are more of us Rock Stars in Cars than those folks who don’t sing along.

To each his own, and thank you from the bottom of my heart (and my vocal range); John, Paul, George and Ringo, Elton John, Freddy Mercury, David Byrne and all the rest. Rock on.

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