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[cirquoise]

Hold music is perfectly formulated to give me ulcers and panic attacks. Not because it is a poor-quality recording of (usually) poor-quality music, but because the recording is SO poor that any quiet portions of the tune are obliterated, creating long, silent pauses that make me snap to attention because it sounds like someone picked up. Then the

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[hotclaws]

Mozart played on a toy xylophone is my favourite.