Walking along the street, and I see ahead a guy wearing a black band T-shirt. I wonder what band it is, and wonder if it's a band I have any respect for. I decide too far away to see anything that it's probably a Limp Bizkit T-shirt, and hence I will have to treat him to a full-powered 'you are dirt' patented Dee ignore. I am right, and I do. He, in turn, glances at my T-shirt - Rammstein. I wonder if my lack of respect is reciprocated.

And as I walk onwards, I grin, and think: "My band could take your band."