Songs from the Parking Lot

Alternately titled, "Confessions of a Parking-lot Pilferer"

So, I was buying some sour cream at the supermarket not far from our house a few days ago. I exited the store, pointed myself in the direction of my vehicle and ... lo and behold ... there was a CD case lying in a vacant parking space. Curious, I picked it up. I flipped through it to see if there was any ID (there wasn't) and took it home with me. I'm always curious what other people listen to.

This person – I hope they will see my notice at the Kroger bulletin board – has mainstream tastes. The collection ranges from the works of four different American Idol contestants to rap to rock to popular alternative. This person is missing their music right about now and might have resorted to listening to the (gasp!) radio.

He or she seems to rip songs from friends' CDs rather than download MP3s. This is a guess, of course, based on the fact that the homemade discs contained several songs off a particular album rather than a plethora of mismatched tunes (like my iTunes-generated compilations). I haven't bought a CD in ages because I haven't come across any that offer me an album full of listenability; just a few cool songs among the humdrum. Those types of records don't seem to be made much any more. Boo hoo.

We live in an iPod World, where most of us (at least I) don't have the patience to listen to one artist or group for an entire 45 minutes or longer. Or if I do, it's going to be a mishmash from several releases, my picks that I hold dear.

So anyway, I'm still waiting to hear from the CDs' rightful owner. I hope I do because I know what it's like to lose something. In the meantime, I admit to having popped a coupla discs in my car to see how the other half lives. There are some good songs and some I won't listen to again. If it takes long enough for the Silenced DJ to step forward, I might have to pilfer a few of the songs to freshen my Pod.