So I was driving along on this beautiful sunny day, bopping along to Jackson Browne‘s great song, “The Load-out,” when it occurred to me how many anachronisms that song contains, at least from an early 21st-century point of view. Eight-tracks, cassettes, disco, truckers on CB. Richard Pryor! Anyone younger than me must think Browne is singing about some alien, backwards planet.
Then I felt old for a while.