My eight-year-old brother couldn't sleep. He had watched a scary movie, and its main character was invading his thoughts.

"Is Dracula here?" he asked.

"No, he's back home in Transylvania," I assured him.

"Maybe he's visiting!"

In order to distract him and help him get to sleep, I came up with an idea.

"Let's make a mixtape of songs that will keep Dracula from visiting us."

I serenaded my brother with tunes that sent Dracula to all sorts of locations. The bloodthirsty count sailed away to Key Largo. He visited "Aruba, Jamaica ..." and the other exotic locations in the "Kokomo" song. I even sent him up north to "O Canada."

After a while, my brother was off to dreamland. Hopefully, Dracula wasn't visiting him there.