A recent conversation while driving home from Lowe’s:
“How is it possible for a human voice to make that sound?”
“I think it’s Mars Volta. . . . Rush for the new millennium.”
“It’s like there has to be one of those guys every generation. It’s just wrong.”
[pregnant pause]
“But you dig the song, right?”
“Absolutely. Don’t you?”
“I haven’t changed the station yet. . . . You just like the angst.”
“Yep. That’s why most of the music you like sucks. Not enough angst.”
“Well, most people outgrow angst, like, after puberty.”
“Whatever.”