Barrett writes: >My greatest dream in life is to one day drive down the road with two >hulking sub-woofers blaring proudly the majestic and triumphant "Ode >to Joy" theme,from Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, or perhaps Tchaikovsky's >1812 Overture. Do it! Actually, I'm not usually self-conscious listening to CM in the car, esp. in a university town, it's just that "I want to be a Prima Donna" was an unusually florid piece; and my radio was turned up. >...what would be your favorite tunes to play at the top notch of your >car stereo? Being that my car is kinda loud, (a Jeep), unfortunately the more contrast in a work the faster I get a headache. Whatever's constantly loud or constantly soft works for me. >Personally, one of my greatest pet peeves in life is being on the road >when some bandana-clad, gold-toothed teenybopper drives by, cranking his >meaningless musical swill at 47,000 decibels (although being 19 myself, >I guess I'm technically a "teenybopper" too). The drums and bugles that used to precede armies transformed into thumping woofers to precede the modern-day rebel? I think it's window-dressing to inspire some awe, no different than installing shoulder pads in military uniforms to make your army look bigger and stronger. I don't know if such "swill" is listened to, as much as it is "worn" as a credo. John Smyth