Am I alone in loathing piped so-called music hammering away through speakers [usually to my immediate left or right] in bars and hotel restaurants? At breakfast time, the same repetitive thump, thump, thump, ya, ya, ya, from dinner, the night before, continues to bore into my head like a woodpecker on class A drugs. No sooner do we leave the row behind than we walk into a shop/supermarket and are treated to a re-run. Couldn't someone, somewhere, realise that there are other forms of music to be enjoyed.
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