My old boss at the bike shop loved to argue, and the biggest point of contention was the stereo. I was a big Bad Religion fan, and argued that the band was good because they sang about high-minded ideas. My boss argued they were bad because all their music sounded the same. He enlisted a regular at the shop, a music professor named Chuck Eskimila with a huge curly mullet. Chuck argued that we were simply asking the wrong questions. Music isn't good or bad, it's just a matter of what you enjoy, so the entire 'is this band' good argument is moot. He was right, and not just about music. His hair was rocking. I thought it looked stupid back then, but now I realize he was the only guy with enough courage to have style.