I always have some sort of soundtrack, whether my bike is human or fossil-fuel powered. Sadly, it often depends on the cars around me. I did a saddlesore (1000 miles in 24 hours) and the first car that I passed, within less than a mile of home, was a Renault Clio Grande. That was me sorted for the next 24 hours, I had Duran Duran singing "Her name was Clio and she danced upon the sand..."