>go into recital hall
>small concert for people in my studio
>professors of the studio are there
>depressed as fuck
>decide to listen to Death Grips while waiting for the program to start
>as listening to Takyon I'm at least distracted
>professor looks back at me in the middle of the song
>"Anon, you know we can hear what you are listening to, right?"
>fucking shit earbuds were playing some of the music out
>everybody in the studio just gives me a weird look
I wanted to kill myself (still do).