I think loud, pounding music cuts out a lot of positive social interaction and probably men are drinking more when it's on, because you can't do anything else. It's like Bars serving salty food, sometimes for free to up the thirst and thereby selling of more drinks.
I don't care for overly loud, pounding music whether it's in a bar, a car or blasting out of a neighbour's house.
I wonder how many out there really like loud, pounding music?
Well of course it does, everything in a bar is about getting you to drink more, that is why it is there.
It happens to me all the time Les, I make these startling discoveries, and then find out the reason that everybody is looking at me like I just fell off the turnip truck is because my great discovery is casually obvious to everybody else.
P.S. An anesthetized cortex does not discern subtle environmental cues very well, so the music must be loud and pounding to be entertaining.
sele wrote: I don't really like either but then again is my age starting to show.
Our general tastes in bar music don't change all that much once we are out of our twenties. A lot of my drinking acquaintances have simply removed themselves from the bar scene, and spend their time out doors drinking. They have found that keeping their beverage in a brown bag is advantageous, and that the traffic noises are barely noticeable.
It happens to me all the time Les, I make these startling discoveries, and then find out the reason that everybody is looking at me like I just fell off the turnip truck is because my great discovery is casually obvious to everybody else.
Stress,
I know you have a firm grasp of the obvious, but for me these episodes rarely happen.
Could you review some of those musty old past issues of learned Journals I'm sure you have a stash of somewhere and see if there are any articles on loud pounding music appealing to troubled youth.
Skid Row Joe wrote: Stay out of bars, les. This is well known about the volume/beat/sound relationship to the cash register ringing with the sales of booze.
I used to frequent Bars, or Pubs as we used to call them, up here, when I was a young guy.
I didn't like the loud, distorted music then, wouldn't like it now, if I still hit the Bars anymore, which I don't, being the older, more mature, wiser man, who likes to hold on to my $$$ .
Back in the olden days, I was known as 'two beer Les' , so the Pub/Bar's marketing strategy of turnin' up the volume of their worn out house speakers and plying me with assorted heavily salted and free nuts and pretzels...didn't get me to buy more beer.
But then , I've always been the type of guy who likes to hear the sound of my own voice, the type of guy who likes to hold court.....the type of guy that.......well, you get the idea. You can't do that when your eardrums are bleeding and your voice is hoarse and disappearing rapidly, from shouting in someone's ear, while the music (?) is running at about 145 db.
Now, it's an exceptional week if I have one beer. Pretty sad eh, especially when you consider that where I live, all that tremendous Canadian full bodied, beer is just a couple of blocks away at the local Liquor Commission (the LC) store. We get our beer , either at govt. stores (LC) or at hotel Beer Vendors (hotel beer store).
Maybe not that sad, really, considering that I can sit quietly, nursing that 1/2 glass of sodium reduced V8 juice, while I read a good book. Boy that stuff is refreshing,goes down real smooth and sometimes I can feel the taste of celery in that V8 juice , kick in with sort of a mild jolt. Ahhh...that's living, eh Joe !
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my vision is not as good as it used to be, 
and if I "busted a move" 
I would more than likely bust a hip!! 
