On the other hand (I'm sure I'll mess up all the proper English terms, sorry about that, Google was no help alas) I was in the radio-technical troops of the air force, servicing a relay station which should normally have been in a truck but instead was in a separate building where I was sleeping (on my own, since I was also doubling as a telegraphist, things were interesting in that unit); anyway, there was this extreme metal program on Radio Sofia in the middle of the night, and I'll never forget how, when playing Mayhem's Freezing Moon at top volume, enjoying the sight of the moon and a quiet cigarette, utterly convinced that I'm bothering no one, the duty officer with the entire patrol ran to check what was happening.