Parents went out for a few hours. Decided to put on some records, some singles I picked up when I was living in Melbourne. Dad got home when I was listening to Nick Cave, the weeping song. He looked around a bit worriedly then asked if it was playing at the right speed. I told him it was Nick Cave and that's the way he sings. Not sure Dad beleived me. I had to turn my music off then. He started watching Jerry Springer.