Jack Littman – “Mr. Sabotage (Let’s Drive to Alaska Remix)”
Every day I drive to school, I drive down one street—seemingly endless (and annoyingly so), but kindly familiar and seemingly keen to coincidence. There is a section of Los Angeles where all grass is green, all wrists wear gold watches, and most faces are fake. I spend very little time here, besides the time I spend in the traffic which clogs it. I like nothing about it, besides an old Golden Retriever which roams it. If on time, which I tend not to be, I’ll see this old Goldy. With his back to the grass and his paws swimming, he says good morning to Los Angeles stuck in traffic. I wonder how many of us on the 6 lane expressway notice him or his similarly wrinkled, blonde, and grinning owners, Mr. and Mrs. Goldy.
I burned “Mr. Sabotage” on a CD and listened to it one morning while driving. That morning, I was unexpectedly timely. I was antsy, sitting in Los Angeles catastrophe, and switched my radio to CD. “Mr Sabotage” began. As I saw Goldy, I smiled, and his owners smiled back at me. That moment, with “Mr Sabotage” and Mr. and Mrs. Goldy, made me smile the full day following. The following day, I wanted to see the old Golden again, so I left early. Mr. and Mrs. Goldy were there, without Goldy. I rolled down my window, and asked where their dog was. They responded with the first frown I had seen them frown, “he passed away this morning.” The light ahead turned green. I was to follow the car I was following. “I’m sorry,” I said. I have two CD slots in my car. The first CD finished and switched to the second, and I followed the car I was following. “Mr. Sabotage” began with its unutterably satisfactory guitar.
Of course, these series of events were coincidental. But this song, its connected coincidence, and my naive idealism, make me unutterably happy. And I’m unutterably pleased to give you the first listen to “Mr. Sabotage” by Jack Littman, remixed by Let’s Drive to Alaska.