Every practicing alcoholic is firmly convinced that the Devil has all the good tunes. It was the music we had wanted and the tunes to which we had attuned our ears. His music was louder, more catchy and, and to our thinking, was prettier. We suspected, however, that it did not have the soul-satisfying qualities that make good music. We must learn all over again to train our senses to appreciate those things which are really good and not cheap imitations.
Well, I attended a 'Judas Priest' concert some years ago and it was so loud that a 747 could have landed in the place and no one would have heard it. Can't say it was a pleasant experience but it could have been the work of the Devil.
