We were driving down the road listening to music. J said, “Hey! Let’s listen to that “heck no” music.”

“What’s that?” I asked, trying to think of every negative song I’ve heard.

“Heck no!” he exclaimed. “It’s loud and fast!”

“Who sings it?” I asked. “A guy or girl?”

“Nobody. It just sounds like numbers on the phone and drums.”

I was thoroughly confused.  Then he started recreating a song that sounded like squeaky rap and it hit me…

“You mean “techno,” don’t you?” I asked.

“Oh, yes. Heck no.”