In high school, several of my friends and I entertained ourselves in the car by "blasting" classical music. A prime candidate would be Bach's third Brandenburg Concerto, and the windows and sunroof would likely be down. All the better if someone noticed as we passed. I also recall times I'd spend alone in my room, with the same said music "blasting" out of my little boombox. Not unlike Fraiser Crane and his brother Niles from a particularly funny episode of Fraiser, I'd break wooden hangers (for pants) when air-violin playing that Brandenburg. Tonight, contemplating some personal dissatisfaction (not with myself, but with the fact that copies of my book have not arrived at my door for me to read, enjoy, or look at), I considered what I could do to deal with this disappointment and resulting stress. * Buy something (maybe an Apple TimeCapsule) * Drink something (really not my style) * Eat something (okay, I had some ice cream, but that doesn't count, I felt no real lasting benefit) * Play music loud. (That's the ticket.) So, for all of those years that I had to leave the house to hear my classics loud, I'm glad I can now do so in my own home. Yes, and after all those years, Musica Antiqua Köln still plays one mean Brandenburg 3. Pure delight.