Good music for roadtrips is a science.
The father at the wheel, the brother riding shotgun, and me in the back. That's what I get for not having freakishly long legs or a driver's license, I suppose. This was shot in the vicinity of Sundsvall, or at least I think that's where that pagoda was.
And (obviously) we're singing along to "Man of constant sorrow". As per usual, my dad is the loudest. I up the ante at 1:11 and go up an octave, that'll teach 'em!
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