AA 1830 N 28AUG8 0 5P

I have not written since June 28, 08. Even though I have ideas scribbled on my note pads, time always is a challenge. I did find myself with some time this past Friday on my way to San Fransisco and had to type my thoughts in my phone to calm down, surprisingly it worked:

Why am I JUST finding out that when I transfer my iTunes downloads bought from my iPod touch to my library they no longer appear on my touch?!

After reading more than 70 pages of "Love is a Mixed Tape" on my first 2 hours of the 5 hour flight to SFO, I turned to my iPod. As I went to search for Blind Pilot, White Lies, Explosions in the Sky and Elsaine, to mention a few. I started to turn as red as the blanket provided by AA (no thanks). And when I finally realized what happened I stomped, pushed my self back and put on a face, coming to terms that I was traveling without my SFO soundtrack, which I've been working on for weeks!

See to me, music, as to Rob Sheffield, is not a way of life, it is life! As I travel, whether in my car, plane or with my Asics music moves me. Music reminds me of all places that I've explored, grown or just passed by. A couple of examples are: Luna's "Pup Tent" reminds me of Winter Park in FL. circa 1998, Belle & Sebastian draws me back to Las Vegas back in 2001 (don't ask). All of Enya's albums reminds when Valentina was born, as well as Air's "Talkie Walkie". Radiohead's "In Rainbows" reminds me of New York in December '07.

Apart from my five traveling companions making this a great trip and without doubt making it memorable, music was gonna play a big part in San Francisco. I even took my portable speakers for my room and iPod cable to hook up the tunes on the ride to Napa. I'm so indescribably upset, that I don't know if it's due to the fact I can't be still for a certain amount of time (10 minutes tops, I guess that's why I'm writing this on my BB notes), or AA is showing "Young at Heart" with static lines running through our screen ONLY. But NO, it's really because I have no clue to what happened to my songs in my iPod. I do not know what to listen to, I did not want to press shuffle, I'm tempted to play Death Cab for Cutie but not really. I just want to shout and explode, ironically, Explosions in the Sky would shed their imminent light on my dark world and Blind Pilot would guide my thoughts with their sweet lyrics and White Lies would sooth my bruises, that which have been soothed, but remind me they were not as bad as they were when I got them.

I would play Jose Gonzalez, but he reminds me of [something] I rather not think about. I'm given punk a rest, no room for my typical rock tunes at this hour. I'm more in a folksy, new post-punk, down-tempo kinda mood. Hence for mentioned bands. I guess me writing about the bands are still part of my long awaited trip, and therefore will be the first thing I listen to when I get back to Miami.

In the meantime this came on while writing: Bon Iver, Fleet Foxes, Band of Horses, Stars, Ladyhawk, Port O' Brien, The Stills, Diefenback, Jens Lekman, Mates of State, Pavement, The National, The Walkmen, Burial...

Battery went dead... (it could only get better). As oppose to not ever knowong the image of Burial, I WILL find out what happened to the SFO Soundtrack.

The title to the above playlist: AA 1830 N 28AUG8 0 5P

Here's to commuting with the music YOU love!