I hopped a cab home from downtown last night, and on getting in… I noticed the “Scorpions” label over the cabbie’s radio. At first glance, it looked to me like an old 8-track player. But looking closer, I realized that it was just a detailed CD-cover flap.
When I asked the cabbie about it (his name was Muhammed, and he was a pretty young guy), he got pretty enthusiastic and he asked about the music I listened to. We talked at length about old heavy metal bands, and I mentioned some of the groups I used to like, back in high school. At one point he turned to me and said “Metallica? I’ve got some Metallica.”
He sure did! When I asked to see what else he had, he started handing over a ton of CD’s to me. I loved the fact that they were all home-burned copies, to boot… to say nothing of the fact that every track was written down by hand.
Chicago cab rides. Gotta love ‘em.
HA thats awesome!
Did the cab ride rock you like a hurricane?
You KNOW it did!