You can’t listen to Rihanna without wanting to belt out the lyrics at the top of your lungs. You can’t listen to Mumford & Sons, or the Kings of Leon, or even the Pocahontas soundtrack without drifting off into a daydream. My rule is as simple as this: music with words will distract you. Want to know why you have only written 200 words in the past four hours? You’ve been singing along to Colours of the Wind, that’s why.