Today youngest son decided to take a state AP Calculus test. It was in Simi Valley. So I took the old Santa Susana Pass home. Then the wild and mysterious Box Canyon as well. The magic is still there too. One thing I can still count on in this fucking strange life. As I reached the high point of Box Canyon I saw the pig with red eyes and then the 1979 Gary Numan song Cars came on the car radio. A moment of wow. My little green Fiat then tuned into a magical ride down a roller coaster. Turns and downs like never before with the words of Gary Numan singing to us. My little Fiat was a jewel as we road through the nimbus foggy clouds always hangin’round this place. What a bitchin’ roller coaster ride it was this morning.
The song is all about those times when wild music seemed to fill the airwaves and my jerky head. 1979 was a very good year for this fresh new music. Also years later, the song was on my oldest son’s first play-station game. One of the first PS games he mastered is Test Drive. What a great song . Takes me on a car ride of good memories and today I have a new one. Perfection !