You realize that you have to run to your local grocery store for the third time this week because you forgot something you needed to get the time before…and the time before that. On the drive there, you find yourself listening to the obnoxious top pop hits (for those of you unlucky ones who don’t own an auxiliary chord), but yet you still know all the words and even catch yourself singing along. You then are in the grocery store contemplating if you are going to buy the copious amount of junk food you want to go along with what you actually came to the store for, and you hear a variation of boy band songs or some other song your mom used to torture you with as a child. Music is everywhere, regardless if you really want it there or not.