As truckers, we rarely watch TV, but we often listen to the radio. A LOT. Ed's interests in music vary greatly, anywhere from Linkin Park to Tchaikovsky. On this particular evening, we were listening to classical music. I don't mind because it's soothing and something different, but I really don't know much about it.
A few songs in, he turns to me and asks, "Do you like the harpsichord?"
"The harpsichord?? I don't even know what the fuck a harpsichord is." I answered.
"You don't know what a harpsichord is?" he said in disbelief.
"Well, you might not want to let anyone know that, cause you'll just look like an idiot." he said.
Oh yeah, because all the people I hang out with are big harpsichord fans and it'll finally be revealed that the reason I never joined their jam sessions is because I didn't have my own instrument and the reason I didn't have one is because I didn't know what it was.
"Well, what about this tune? Do you know the name of it?" he asked.
"But it sounds familiar, right?"
"Yeah, it sounds familiar, but I don't know the name of it." I said.
"Where do you know it from?" he said.
"I think I heard it on an episode of Bugs Bunny."
"Bugs Bunny?? Nooo, that's ridiculous. It's Swan Lake." he said.
"Yeah! Bugs Bunny did do Swan Lake! He wore a tutu and everything!"
He continued to flip through the couple of classical stations on XM, stopping on one particular piece and said, "This guy's got some good stuff."
"This guy?? It sounds like you are talking about the latest new rock talent or something. Who's this guy?" I said.
"Mozart." he answered, matter of factly.
Oh, riiight. That guy. Is he the harpsichord player?