Usually I listen to Classic Vinyl, plus the 60s and 70s channels, but that day I was more interested in the wistful, the painful, the playful, and the bittersweet, and opted for 6 solid hours of The Coffeehouse. I was rewarded by a thoughtful blend of passionate and expressive lyrics, with emphasis on the intellectual rather than the visceral.
As a result I'm now a committed Edie Brickell fan, and have even bought her latest album (simply called, Edie Brickell) for my iPod. I can’t get enough of Waiting for Me, a catchy, perky tune that keeps playing in my head. I was unsuccessful at snagging a clip of it, although you can find it on the iTunes site as a preview.
Next trip, my mood may well be quite different, and classic rock will float my boat. That's the beauty of music--you can always find a style to match your mood.