One of the best things about your own car, is having full control over
the music. No sharing of the remote, no compromises on what to play.
No need to accomodate other peoples tastes. So if today is a "to the
limits save your eardrums" Black Sabbath retrospective, it's your
choice. WIth the windows rolled up and the aircon on, no one need ever
know about that little thing you have for the Blarney Brothers, or
your embarrassing need to play Achey Breaky Heart at full volume. The
point is that the windows do roll up, and for good reason.
Imagine your brand new Mercedes, everything about it speaks quality
and class. Now imagine blasting Britney Spears through the speakers.
It would never do, not when you could choose Beethoven or if
particularly militant, Wagner. Even Gregorian chants would go down
better. And when the windows are rolled up, no one can hear you sing.
There is a growing popularity of Karoke again, it's most distressing,
for those who can't sing and for those of us who have to listen to
those who think they can. Keep your choral ambitions for the shower,
or your car, when no one is watching.
The funniest thing is when you hear the music before you see the car,
and imagine a massive passion wagon, based on the volume. By the time
it comes round the corner, you have imagined a bus full of raging
partyers. Then you see that its a Golf with the back half given up to
disco. In these tough times does having a portable party in the boot
incease the value of a car? Hope so.
A friend decided I needed the whole taxi experience and took me
reluctantly on the musical journey. You know sitting in the very back
seat on the sub- woofers. So much vibration, it didn't matter how
badly it drove, I was more concerned with the shaking in my bones.
Now I know how strawberries feel in the blender.
Recently sitting in traffic, growling along to Hip Hop Pantsula, my
calm was shattered by a high pitched whining. Sounded like an air raid
or a very sick cat, coming from the taxi next door. No one in mortal danger. Just Celine Dion.
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