Once again, it is time to explore the dark recesses of my iPod’s mind. Some people think it’s bipolar. Some people think it’s schizophrenic. Others think it belongs alongside Jack Nicholson in One Flew Over a Cuckoo’s Nest.
That’s my iPod on the left.
No matter the diagnosis, almost everyone agrees that my iPod is all over the place.
Sometimes it’s 1950s Rock & Roll. Other times it’s 1970s Punk. In between, it could be everything from Roy Acuff to Warren Zevon. Whatever it is, it plays my kind of music. Like previous therapy sessions, I am putting it on Shuffle and seeing what pops out.
“The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” by Ennio Morricone
“Superfly Meets Shaft” by Dickie Goodman
“You Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth” by Meatloaf
“Mr. Tambourine Man” by The Byrds
“Tuff Enuff” by The Fabulous Thunderbirds
“I Started a Joke” by The Bee Gees
“Pretty Maids All in a Row” by The Eagles
“I Gotta Get Drunk” by Willie Nelson
“Right on Time” by Jimmy Church
“Strawberry Letter 23” by The Brothers Johnson
“TV Mama” by Big Joe Turner
“Passing Zone Blues” by Coleman Wilson
“Positively 4th Street” by Bob Dylan
“Skip’s Boogie” by Kid King’s Combo
“Buzzard Pie” by Rudy Green and His Orchestra
“Lady in the Street” by Stacy Mitchhart
“Viva Las Vegas” by Elvis Presley
“Sweet Jane” by The Velvet Underground
“One” by Three Dog Night
“Pearls Girl” by Underworld
That’s it. The therapy session is over. I hope my iPod came out of it with a high sense of self-esteem.
SBI: A Thinning Crowd 
Nice selection.
Thank you. Thank you very much. You’re a fantastic audience.