There are few states of being comparable to the breezy contentment of driving a dead highway at night while the right song narrates the twists and turns of the road through a good sound system. While an endless supply of songs perfectly fit this scenario, finding myself in these situations has become less and less common in recent years, especially since relocating from the mountain-hugged highways of the Pacific Northwest to New York City — essentially, there’s not a lot of room for joyriding around here, and the thought of navigating the place on a set of wheels makes me break a sweat anyway.