Although I’m not exactly sure what makes a “morning person,” I’m pretty sure I don’t have it… and neither does Porter. Which actually works out quite well as far as roommates go. We both understand that the “I hate you” look will fade into our normal dispositions after about twenty minutes. Some things just take time.
To fill the corners of the silence until minute number 21, we turn to Pandora for our mood-setting needs. If you can get around the occasional ad for the new Asiago Ranch Chicken Club at Wendy’s, this musical discovery algorithm is pure dynamite when it comes to combatting the wrong side of the bed.
On rainy mornings look no further than City & Colour or The Civil Wars Radio to soften the blow of your alarm. In the summertime the musical stylings of Darius Rucker or The Alabama Shakes guarantee you will do nothing but dream about outdoor activities while you sit at your desk. In colder months we stick to the classics: Mumford and Sons or Coldplay.
Recently, a weekend trip to the mecca of musical inspiration led me to the trump card of Monday mornings. Nashville gave us Thong Song Radio, and for that we will forever be grateful.
90’s kids: this is the throwback sensation that puts every other Pandora station you once loved to shame. A gem like this is too good not to share. So, in an effort to redefine this Monday morning, allow me to introduce you to your new favorite feel-good playlist. Childhood nostalgia at its very best.
From that third “sleep button” this morning, to locking the door behind me, and everything in between; this is the sound of a week starting out right.