Sometimes I hear songs that make me want to drive faster than the speed limit. I have a name for this:
Sixty Six Licks
Here's the criteria: if the main guitar lick on a song makes you want to drive faster than the speed limit, that is, by my definition, a Sixty Six Lick (one mile over the usually posted 65 MPH sign).
If the lick makes you want to watch videos of souped-up muscle cars going sideways on a dry lake, that is a Sixty Six Lick Shtick.
Here for your driving and road trip pleasure are my pedal to the metal favorites this week (they will undoubtably change as the weeks and miles go by):
"Last Train to Memphis," by Chris Stapleton. The guitar growl at the beginning of this greasy little ditty sounds like a Super Stock Dodge idling on a lonely stretch of desert blacktop, waiting for the match race to be greenlit (see Billy Logas, above). Great takeoff and sustaining riff. I clock this at a solid fifteen over. This makes me want to cruise, against my will!
"We We're Making Thunderbirds," by Bob Seger. A look back when we were loud and proud and making Thunderbirds, as in the Ford car, as in Detroit, Michigan. I clock this one at a cool 25-over, it really, really calls for overdrive. But then this Detroit dude can put your car into overdrive all day long, and I would be remiss if I didn't mention "Fire Down Below" and "Gamblin' Man," both blow-off-the-doors gear head songs built and recorded for excessive speed.