After reading this you'll notice being put on hold with digitised music. You'll become wary when buying a tin of chopped tomatoes. A good friend will insist on playing you Deep Purple in Rock while serving Lasagne and between the third and sixth floors you'll hear twenty-two seconds of an opera you last heard when you were five. Then you'll slowly stop noticing background music - time is a great healer. But little sharp fragments of sound will send error codes through your synapses to your memory. A little bit of cut and paste. You'll wonder why it is that you find yourself either walking along a beach, sitting on a stone in a desert or choosing the coach to town from bay six because that particular coach doesn't play music.