I was driving back from a coffee run this evening and cranking Dropkick Murphys on my iPod. I have one of those cheap little FM transmitters that allows you to play an mp3 player through your car radio. If you’ve ever had one, you know that the connection isn’t always great and sometimes, when you pass another (no doubt, much nicer) transmitter, their signal will briefly break through.
Well tonight, what should interrupt my tunes but the unmistakably velvet voice of Barry White.
It was jarring…

…to say the least.


