post-rock
my cool older neighbour was out in their yard, listening to post-rock. nice! i thought. i like godspeed. wait no, maybe its earth, no, maybe its sleep, no, maybe its sunn oh. all post rock sounds the same. then i listened closer. no. this sound is not from next door. it is coming from very far away. then i heard the familiar chords. teeeee ennnn teeeeeeeeeee..... Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! oi! oi! oi! oi oi oi oi oioioioiiiiiiiii... ah, of course. the post-rock was merely the sound of ac/dc, echoing on the wind, live from the stadium and sailing through the air across the swan river and through the peninsula, winding through the suburbs to my bassendean home. nice! now i can say to my grandchildren - i was there.