A few weeks ago, as I was sitting at a stoplight listening to a CD of pipe and drum music, I heard one of those carloads of annoying teenagers approaching with that crappy "Rap Music" cranked up so loud that the roof on their compact car seemed to be bulging with each bass beat. They pulled up next to me, and were drowning out my pipe music. So, I cranked up the volume to near full output. They turned and looked at me, then rolled up their windows. I guess that in spite of my having only a stock radio, the piercing quality of the pipes forced its way through all of the noise they were making.