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[coyotegoth]

In response to the blaringly loud marching band outside my window (which has just segued into, gods help me, "Anchors Aweigh"), I am currently playing the Berliner Philharmoniker/Herbert von Karajan CD of Don Giovanni at maximum volume. One would think that this would result in a fascinating blend of cultures and sounds that would utterly negate the urge to set up a kettle of boiling pitch in my windowframe (did I mention that they're passing right outside my window?); alas, no.