I've been listening to a lot of Pink Floyd lately. It seems to have a soothing effect that I can't get any other way. I don't have a lot of opportunity to listen at home, but my vehicle has a six CD changer and my drive to work averages forty minutes.
One way to or from is sufficient to listen to an entire album. Of course, it will require a round trip to complete The Wall, which is what I listened to on the way in today. The remaining four slots are populated by Meddle, Dark Side Of The Moon, Wish You Were Here, and Animals.
I'm not sure what dug this hole that can only be filled with Floyd -- maybe the barely organized chaos of my day to day needs to be countered by steady rhythms, haunting lyrics, and timeless guitar as only Pink can provide.