It may only be rock ‘n’ roll, but we like it and live it. Quenching our tuneful thirsts, we stretch our metal heads to capacity with musical knowledge, spin and re-spin records and seek out new artists when stuck in the dreaded “rut.”
As I turn up the volume in my 1993 white Pontiac Grand Am while I coast around town, those behind me can see me bouncing in my seat. Obviously, I am grooving to a song I really love.