I lent my car to my daughter recently. She's short, so when I got in the car I was looking at myself in the rearview mirror rather than the back window, and the side mirrors were focused on the door handle. Minor annoyance. But the unforgivable customization was she'd let the grandkids change my radio station!
So instead of my usual NPR, I found myself listening to "AT-40", which is what they call the venerable "American Top 40" countdown show nowadays. I thought: don't be a curmudgeon, give it a listen and be open-minded.
I got to hear three songs during my 30-minute trip to band practice. 9 minutes of music and 21 minutes of ads. Some things never change. The first two I had to admit were top-notch productions, respectable attempts to put lipstick on some weak, derivative songs. The third one, though, was inventive and atypical top-40 fare. I decided it deserved 3 out of 5 stars. Imagine my shock when the announcer credited it to Justin Bieber.
I quickly punched the classic rock station preset and after a few bars of Shine on You Crazy Diamond my reality had once again been restored.