There is nothing worse than being embarrassed about the music blasting from your car. Tonight, while driving home with the windows down, I hurriedly switched over to a station playing Nirvana before I reached the stoplight. Sometimes I really have heavy metal playing, sometimes classic rock. It's always the classical music I'm self-conscious about.
It's especially odd considering that a full-on symphony is about ten times louder than any given rock band. You've got timpani, trombones, basses and tubas and about 100 other people making loud noise vs. your regular guitar, bass and drum-based band. Yet there is something not quite hip with playing a symphony full-blast as you drive next to someone listening to hip-hop. I work on caring less what other people think; I'm not very far in the process.
Moral of today's story: even when pouty, cats shouldn't sit on a mixing board.
An Erinku!
empty cardboard box
source
of presents
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