Dubstep si multa chimie

Nu inteleg de ce-mi arunca ai mei privrile astea ciudate (<- from that pic) cand ma vad invatand.

  Parintii
-Inveti...?
-Nu, ma intrebam de ce sunt atatea patratele pe caiet.  Yep, invat.
-...in zgomotul asta? (a se intelege pe muzica asta)
-Chimie - dubstep. Merge.
-A bine, bravo!



  Bunicii
-Ce face our dear, darling, lil`, lovely, cute chunkypuff?
-Uhm...bine?
-Poti sa inveti asa? Of...Stai sa ma duc sa-i spun lui M sa opreasca aspiratorul.
-Draga, tu nu mai auzi bine. E masina de spalat pornita.

Is it me or the over 40-somethings don`t understand/ feel this music? Why do they percieve it as noise? Is it noise? I doubt. It makes me focus easily especially when I`m into Chemistry and it takes me to the depths of my conscience without any other rainbowy stuff. Dubstep allows us to be loud and clear with ourselves. It`s the bridge that leads us beyond the yellow brick way. :)

 

-Ai avut dreptate. Nu era masina de spalat.
-Vezi, draga, ti-am spus eu! Era aspiratorul.