Tram Jamz

Patricia Tram

September 22, 2022

Tram Jamz Vol. 1 was started in 2014 during the rise of Spotify and Spotify playlists. It grew to become a collection of what I’d call “my jams,” songs I groove to, throw it back to, and belt out a few whistle notes. A lot of people say, “I listen to everything” and it rings true for a select few. I was raised on Celine Deon, The Bee Gees, Elton John, Mariah Carey, Boyz II Men—vocalists, ballads, and the baby-makers. In middle school through high school, I had an emo/screamo phase with jeans that almost appeared painted on my body, skater shoes that made me look even more disproportioned, and unreasonably long side bangs creating a drapery effect on my face. To name a few, I’ve seen LCD Soundsystem, Kelly Clarkson, Nine Inch Nails, Lady Gaga, Boy George, Garbage, and Death From Above 1979 in concert on separate occasions. The playlist is attention deficit disorder materialized into an assault to the ears.

Tram Jamz Vol. 2 is an evolution of Vol. 1. I wanted to focus on the discovery of new music and cohesiveness since Tram Jamz was my go-to playlist for the work day (with 34 hours of music, you don’t hear the same song twice in a day). I wanted to find new music but also those nostalgic tracks that turn your desk chair into the clurb, your sweatpants into your freakum dress, and your 3rd cup of coffee into a gin and tonic (that’s your choice though). There is no country music. There is no Taylor Swift. You have been warned.