Traffic sucks, so why not start your morning off with some music? You provide the toast and we’ll provide the jams.


I picked this song because it’s about, loosely, fireflies. Lightning bugs. You know, the Lampyridae family, order Coleoptera. Glowing, flying bugs.

It’s the end of summer here, and the firefly’s last big hurrah before they all go away to wherever they go for winter. They’re quite active at night, blinking and twinkling and glowing like innumerable tiny foglights hovering in the air.


They’re my favorite insect. They land on your hand happily, the don’t bite or sting, they flit around and blink and make the world better.

Not like those asshole mosquitoes. Fuck those guys. If I could turn them all into fireflies, I would. In a second.