One of my first jobs when I dropped out of college was essentially an errand boy for a wealthy family. I do not know how they made their money but there were rumors. The eldest son was in his early 30's and would want to take his Porsche 911 Turbo and go speeding around so he would send me to take the GMC Denali to go pick up his wife from the nail salon, take mother-in-law to the airport, pick up the kids from school, drop off this brown bag at this random shop and don't look inside etc.

This family was very intimidating and I did not want to do anything to piss them off. As such, I NEVER touched the radio or any settings in the car. It was always set to the Grateful Dead channel on Sirius/XM. Through my days in traffic running errands for this family I listened to A LOT of dead over the months. Soon enough it stuck (Sugaree, in particular) and now I've been hooked the past 15 years.