I contented myself with watching the passing scenery and playing with the vid, trying to get some decent signal to come in. But all I found were walls of noise and static. Finally I managed to tune in a prehistoric station that was doing a retrospective of turn-of-the-century music. Snapping off the trideo portion, I let the sounds wash over me. I confess I liked the older flat-screen stuff: Nine Inch Nails, Cold Bodies, Sister Girl’s Straight Jacket. Nothing like a little atonality with my angst.