Was driving into work this morning with the classic rock station cranked up, as is my wont, because it wouldn't do to drift off into early-morning oblivion and drive into a bus going the wrong way around what Southern Nevada laughably considers a rotary,and I was singing along to AC/DC at the top of my lungs, and it hit me.
Right between the eyes.
Like a dead fish.
They sound a little quaint and mellow these days, don't they? Good blues band. Not too edgy. Not real loud.
I wonder what our great grandkids are going to be listening to when Nine Inch Nails and Pantera are the soundtrack for the nursing home and elevator music set.