You have noticed that I love music. But not all music. Some music for me is as unbearable as a pneumatic drill. If the owner of a supermarket thinks he gives my any pleasure by broadcasting floods of soapy music in his shop, he is damn wrong. If my neighbour loves hard rock and thinks everyone in the block should be grateful to listen to the last CD from his blasting stereo, he is wrong again.
Kids get progressively deaf through listening to loud music in their walkman.
The quality of music in some public places seems to be measured in decibel and kilowatt. One of the greatest luxuries of the next century will be silence. Unlike other species of creation, we need both spiritual and material food to survive. What has been lost in the process is the practice of thinking. In other words, philosophy.