Oh, Unique, thank you for sharing that you experienced this cultural phenomenon much as I did. I could say the same thing about "friends" who died. Yes, it is sad, sad, sad. I wanted to go to Woodstock, and fought with my parents about it. I am glad I did not go! I am with you: tune out, turn off, drop outta sight! I need lots of peace and quiet and solitude. My husband listens to the Grateful Dead LOUD. Once, we went to counseling on the subject. I said I needed peace and meditation, and the music was intrusive. She said that his listening to the Dead was HIS version of relaxation. Not everyone was going to experience peace in the form of quiet. So, we learned to compromise with headphones. That's a sign of my new found maturity, learning to negotiate!