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d "?" g, <<Then your seeing only half the picture.>> Not at all. I'm only _hearing_ half the _noise_. I'm a bona fide baby boomer. I went to the 2nd Atlanta International Pop Festival in Byron, GA which drew an estimated 300,000 of the primest barking, yelping, howling examples of the Haight Ashbury, free love generation (of which I am one even now), so I'm quite familiar with the rock 'n roll. I went to several Old Time Fiddler's Conventions all over the U.S. including the grandaddy in Union, NC several times so I can also claim intimate familiarity with stringed instruments played in unique ways. I've seen too many rock 'n roll concerts for my own good, but I got to see Janis Joplin wail something about "take another piece of my heart now baby" live and up close, see Jimi Hendrix play the national anthem on his upside down guitar at sunrise, see the premier appearance of Grand Funk Rail Road in the dark, see Canned Heat in a stuffy auditorium play to way too many encores, see a very petite Stevie Nicks float around a stage as if suspended from wires, see the original Allman Brothers Band play for free in the park in downtown Atlanta several times, experience the Greatful Dead in a sold out Tucson Stadium, see Alvin Lee and Ten Years After perform in a warehouse in New Orleans, see The Who, Yes, the Rolling Stones, and Jethro Tull perform in the Knoxville Civic Colliseum (at different times, of course), see Jimmy Buffet at the Bull on Duval Street in Key West, see Leslie West perform "Mississippi Queen" solo in a sweaty little saloon in Alexandria, and watch the sparks fly off the fingers of a 98 pound and pasty white Jimmy Page dressed in a red rose embroidered white silk jump suit in a sold out Led Zepplin concert in DC for $10.00 a ticket, just to name a few. I listened to _ALL_ of that noise and heard it all. Maybe that's why I can only hear half the noise now. Heck, I loved that noise. Most lyrics were easy to understand except for Steely Dan which still puzzle me when I hear one of their tunes. Now, I listen to whatever is on the FM radio. When I get tired of hearing one brand, I tune to another. But I never listen to crap. I always turn that off. And when I'm tired of listening to the music, I listen to CNN or road noise. Bette Midler can bring tears to my eyes as easily as Perelman's violin and Lee Greenwood singing "God Bless the U.S.A. You know, Dave, after all that, you're probly right. Maybe I am only seeing half the picture these days. But I know what I like. …B.