Like a lot of people, I did not fly for two years due to COVID (mostly using it as a good excuse to get out of family functions), and I think with this break, I have developed a newfound anxiety for flying. I used to never get nervous before a flight, and now, every time we hit any amount of turbulence, my anxiety spikes. It’s not like I freak out to the point of the flight attendants needing to calm me down, but on the inside, I am less than the cool, collected RBF that I always exhibit on the outside.
During a recent flight, I was listening to a playlist I had made for the trip when we hit a rough patch of air, and it made me think, what would the worst song be to listen to during a plane crash? At the time, I was listening to “deja vu” by Olivia Rodrigo. As the plane bumped up and down, I could imagine someone digging through the rubble finding my body with my phone blaring, “deja vu.” This made me laugh a little, and my anxiety calmed. What a terrible representation of my music taste! Not that I dislike Olivia Rodrigo, but I would have rather been listening to one of my favorite songs, or something a little more death-appropriate as I head toward the inevitable ending of my mortal life.
So, what would the worst song to listen to right before you die be? What would be the best? Death arrives at your doorstep, scythe in hand, and grants you one last song. What do you choose?
Here are a few of my last song options:
“Hurt” by Johnny Cash
“Amsterdam” by Gregory Alan Isakov
“Light Years” by The National
“Transatlanticism” by Death Cab for Cutie
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