Yesterday I was headed home from a lunch in Larkspur, and I’d popped in my CD of “Gold” by the Fucking Am (the supergroup made up of members of the Fucking Champs and Trans Am)… and as we were going through the Robin Williams Tunnel, the hand claps at the start of ”Doing Research for An Autobiography” began, and the first guitar lick came just as the Golden Gate Bridge came into view. And it was a gorgeous sunny day, and the song lasted us right up till we hit our first stoplight on Lombard back in the city, and I said, “I think that might be the best song ever for driving across the Golden Gate Bridge.”
Think it over:
I bet Frisco Here I Come would be pretty good too.