Spend enough time on buses and various other modes of transportation and you start tapping (to) into the popular music that is being listened to. Some of my fondest memories of music and definitely not the bus rides are of Nepal, where the buses were cramped full of people, many often sitting or sleeping in aisles, chickens, and radio blaring with feet tapping rhythmic tunes. Same was the case in Cambodia, albeit the buses were slightly more comfortable, the music more mellow. While in Central Asia, we heard a mix of Russian and Persian music, which reflected more of the proud culture and its mix influence of Muslim and nomadic roots.
It was the music that made the rides more enjoyable paired with snacks and road stops.