Run for your life.

The word of the day is: Skedaddle.

[ ski-dad-l ] Informal. verb (used without object), ske·dad·dled, ske·dad·dling. to run away hurriedly; flee. noun a hasty flight.

So I have an ongoing playlist on Spotify.

I just call it “Great Songs”.

As you may have guessed from it’s complex title, it’s a playlist of songs that I think are pretty great.

Those songs that follow me through my life and never get old.

I listen to it when I run sometimes.

I dawned on me the other day, the thought not the sunrise, that a lot of the songs on my list have something to do with running or moving in some way.

“Run it”

“Running Down a Dream”

“Good Times Roll”

“You Should Be Dancing”

“Come Go With Me”

“Caravan”

“Out the Window”

“Shake It Off”

“Dead On Time”

“One Step Beyond”

“Here Comes the Hotstepper”

“Waiting For the Bus”

“The Chain”

And the newest addition, that I rediscovered a few weeks ago…

Seeing JT just sent me down a rabbit hole on the YouTubes.

I have to give props where they’re due.

And “Don’t Slack” by JT and Anderson .Paak is a great song to run to.

There’s a probably a lot of music that I would’ve rolled my alternative/punk/indie/hardcore eyes at in my younger days and now I’m like “It’s got a funky beat and I can bug out to it.”

There’s always gonna be somebody that rolls their eyes at whatever pop song you’re into.

I’m sure my grandparents rolled their eyes at the Beatles.

And my parents rolled their eyes at Twisted Sister.

And I roll my eyes at whatever autotuned “rap music” that my kids listen to.

But the real gangster move, and it never fails to immediately make something uncool, is to like a pop song that your kids are into.

I’ve ruined “Shake It Off” by Taylor Swift for the kids.

I’ll be the first to admit that I never would’ve listened to her album “1989” if Ryan Adams hadn’t recorded his own version of the album as a nod to her skills as a songwriter and musician.

Props where they’re due.

If you need convincing, go watch her Tiny Desk Concert at NPR.

It really gives her some street cred with this old dude.

And who’s to say if it’ll resonate with you or not.

Some people like the Beatles.

And some people like to listen to eastern bloc electropop to tune out their children’s annoying mouth breathing and gum smacking.

To each their own.

As for me, there’s no telling what I’ll be listening to next.

If you wanna hear my playlist for your leisure or to get your sweat on to, just gimme a shout and I’ll send you the link.

It’s ongoing, so songs come and go.

Change with the seasons of my moods.

Or whatever thing I can say to make myself think I’m cool.

And in reality I sound like an L7 weenie talking about marijuana cigarettes.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC