Today I drove past the high school up the street and saw the marching band practicing outside on the basketball court. It took me back to the seventh grade (all-state trombonist, bitches!) and I pulled over and just sat smiling for a few minutes with the window rolled down. I thought, "Hey, kids outside in the fresh air and sunshine and actually doing something that doesn't involve a smartphone", and as I got my own phone out to take a video to "share", I realized the irony and said "fuck that" and put it back in my pocket. Then I sat and listened. Just as you'll have to sit and use your imagination now to hear it. Unplug your device and use your own "microprocessor" in your head for a minute. Hear that? The sound of a high school marching band practicing on a basketball court in NYC on a crisp autumn day? Of course you do. That is my gift to you today.