At my (real) place of employment — we'll call it a warehouse job — the employees are allowed use of the Musicmatch Jukebox. This is a luxury no other previous workplace I've encountered has afforded its employees, so we all feel very privileged.
But, more than a privilege, it's a responsibility.
But no one IS responsible; we're all a bunch of greedy fucks. No one takes turns: everyone puts their track selections ahead of everyone else's; people select outrageous amounts of music. Worst, no one has any sense of decency when selecting picks in music tracks — there's a lot of R. Kelly, shitty reggaeton, and Top 40 R&B.
Come to think of it, maybe the true crime is that which is not available through the service — 95% of The Beatles' catalog, good Captain Beefheart, the early Suicide albums, etc.
But I was surprised to see one Acid Mothers Temple album, Electric Heavyland, and so I selected the first track, the 15-minute "Atomic Rotary Grinding God/Quicksilver Machine Head." Not two minutes of the track played until it was skipped by Krista over to Powerman 5000, which caused her to lip-synch and bop her head in delight. Now, I guess, this is what it's like when worlds collide. Now this is what it's like.
Out there in the real world, when Tsuyama Atsushi and Kawabata Makoto of Acid Mothers Temple and Mani Neumeier of Guru Guru collide, they become Acid Guru's Temple — no, Acid Mothers Guru Guru, and then they go on a U.S. tour: