Loren's pick: "The Lost Sky", Jesca Hoop

Subpop, the Seattle record label, directed me (and millions of others) towards the rising musicians of the 90s. I would eagerly wait for their compilation cassette to guide me to the best sounds. So why did I abandon them? Mea culpa! I didn't forget, I fear I just lost the path. While I couldn't pop the tape in to my Dodge Omni and drive around today, I was able to go through their line-up and found many sweet sounds. While many unique musicians are on the label, Jesca Hoop caught my ear. The former-Mormon and nanny to Tom Waits' kids has a crystal clear voice, uncommon guitar style and witty lyrics. Plus she's playing at Mercury Lounge Wednesday. Might find my way there.

Christina's pick: "The General" by Dispatch

I'm probably 11 years-old, setting down forks and knives at the dozens of round tables at my sleep away camp in northwestsomewherenewjersey, and this comes on over the speakers. All the older, cooler, (probably very pimply and uncool, in retrospect) teenage counselors know each word. I've heard this song 1000000 times since, but still brings me back to summer time, livin easy, livin cheerful, amongst the trees, in the best state.

*let's hope all of Trump's generals take heed the advice of these lyrics.