Taxis are the place to be if you wanna feel like a trucker for a brief moment of your life. Taxis house the voice of Sarah Kennedy, the smell of B.O. and most importantly, stations that pour out MOR and AOR like sonic treacle. Taxis are the place that musical time forgot. So where else you gonna dig the hirsute, dad-friendly sounds of The Doobie Brothers?

The Doobie Brothers are the aural equivalent of yer daddio telling you that, in his youth, there was nothing he liked better than "having half a spliff and 'rocking out' with the headphones on. Oh man, they were heady days. You should have seen my clothes and hair! You know what a doobie is, right?" While all the real hippies were full of acid, naked and wigging out to Gong, your dad was in his student digs fretting a little. So with that, let's listen to the soundtrack of future middle management with The Doobie Brothers' "Long Train Running". Read over...

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