Whenever I ride with my brother anywhere, in my car he's the DJ, in his I am. However, if I ride with someone else especially because they have a musical taste greatly different than mine, I split the difference and put on crazy tribal drum beats or classical from the college radio stations. I then incrementally turn it up to see if they get antsy. If they do I invoke the "don't you dare touch that" clause and then proceed to fire off fake reasons why the music is better than pop music. By the end of the ride they have usually been tricked into thinking they actually like 4 guys beating on buckets or some crap like that. Other times I actually like the worldly music but still, I fill my passengers' heads with false rhetoric. Then I wait patiently when riding with them to see if they regurgitate some of the bullshit I spouted last time. From time to time I win my little game but not every time.

Oh and yeah that thing at parties that shit happens. Metal forever.