I had to get up earlier than I’d planned and I found myself on Telegraph Avenue. I tried the convenience store with entrances on Broadway and Telegraph, but they didn’t have a thing I’ve been looking for. Then I stared at the intersection for a while, taking some pictures for Snapchat, before realizing I couldn’t quite make out the name on the mural hanging overhead and that nothing was turning up in search results for it.
Hours later, I was sitting in a cafe and grateful that the music playing from the overhead speakers was just loud enough to capture on my phone’s Sound Search app. The songs weren’t all alike, but were enough of a piece to program. I should have asked if it was Internet radio or somebody’s playlist, but that’s six of one and half a dozen of another these days.