Mixtape Monday: Feeling Infinite


     Sometimes, barebones acoustic music just doesn't cut it for me. When I'm passing through town with my friends, in those precious hours after the street lights are already flashing yellow, something else needs to be blowing in the wind behind us. We don't need to speak or even look at each other, but we can all feel the crackle of glorious possibilities in the air. A cool summer breeze stirs up any loose papers that we have in the vehicle of choice that night, but the music and our singing drowns out the noise. While we don't have a tunnel to ride through nearby, I'm sure that Charlie and his pals would appreciate the sentiment.