Sitting in a car, lizard-basking in the hot sun, when the iPod starts playing Pat Metheny’s “Are You Going With Me?” from the album “Travels”. In a blink I’m transported back to college. Long, hot Knoxville summers, onthe balcony of the apartment in the student ghetto. Sitting in a canvas deck chair with my feet up on the railing, drinking a slushy margarita so fast I get brain freeze. Peecocrap speakers hanging by canvas straps from the deck roof, playing this album.