This is kinda funny, but I think I'm just getting too old for these "hop in the car with your buddies" occurrences. Shit, that sounds like stuff I did when I was 24, not 44. So it's really hard for me to put myself into the context of the topic. It's not that I don't hang out with friends anymore or anything, but we're not usually hopping in the car to go out hell-raisin' or anything. Those wild & crazy nights pretty much ended abruptly when we had our first kid. These days it's usually seeing each other at shows or inviting people over for barbecues and such... and honestly, I rarely even go out to see live bands anymore (I think I've been out to just two shows in the past six months). And the friends I have been able to hang onto or still communicate with on any sort of regular basis (let's face it, the older you get, the fewer "new" friends you make), who haven't moved away or completely dropped off the face of the earth (gotten married and moved to the suburbs or Seattle, Portland, Denver, or other places far away from me), well, they already know what I like. They've known for years. They're not going to come over for a barbecue, hear me blasting NOBUNNY or the HEX DISPENSERS and go "woah man, what the fuck is that? That doesn't sound like the Eagles!" And the ones who I'm still friends with—the ones who aren't inclined to listen to obscure rock'n'roll, punk, or whatnot—either accepted the fact that I listen to some pretty weird (in their minds) shit, or they like even weirder shit than I do. In any event, they're all open-minded about music, and I wouldn't be friends with them otherwise. I'd have to think back 15 years or more to think of any "friends" I had who made a big deal over the music I listened to... and those people are just not my friends anymore (or never really were to begin with), go figure. When I did my local radio show I used to think of it as "my mission" to bring these wild sounds to the airwaves in St. Louis. I used to get a huge kick out of the fact that I was playing some crazy rock'n'roll on the radio, and would wonder what sort of reactions it got out of people just flipping around on the dial in their cars... but that was 10 years or 15 years ago. I don't really give a shit anymore. My mission is done. That's not to say I might not ever do another radio show (or podcast) again, just that the point of doing it has changed. I no longer think what I play will influence a damned soul, nor do I care if it doesn't. I think this is just part of growing older, wiser, and jaded.