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Jose Padua: Driving Around Wondering If The Cops Will Stop Me For Playing Classical Music Too Loud
Driving home from
the store blasting
the third movement
of Bach’s Brandenburg
Concerto No. 3 in
G major as performed
by the Freiburg Baroque
Orchestra I look into
the glare of the setting
sun ahead of me where
South Street meets that
last stretch of Royal
before the road starts to
bend with the low hills
at the foot of the
mountains, and I feel
the cool air coming in
through the open
window, and I catch
that damp scent
that only enters the
atmosphere at the
point where summer
is ending and the fall
begins its fast descent,
and as I wander through
the haze of half warm
tones and high strung
notes, I turn right
without thinking and
marvel at my
sense of direction.
G major as performed
by the Freiburg Baroque
Orchestra I look into
the glare of the setting
sun ahead of me where
South Street meets that
last stretch of Royal
before the road starts to
bend with the low hills
at the foot of the
mountains, and I feel
the cool air coming in
through the open
window, and I catch
that damp scent
that only enters the
atmosphere at the
point where summer
is ending and the fall
begins its fast descent,
and as I wander through
the haze of half warm
tones and high strung
notes, I turn right
without thinking and
marvel at my
sense of direction.
–Jose Padua
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