“Who listens to a Walkman at a party?” Willie says to me as I turn around to face him with an unimpressed look. “You look a fool.” He adds, taking off my head phones and placing them over his own ears. I raise an eyebrow, clearly not finding this funny.

…and he doesn’t look impressed with the music either. “…what’s this whack shit?” He asks with wide eyes and an open mouth. I sigh,

“The smiths.”