They’re a-”
“-band,” Patrick finished. “I know.”
“They’re not just a band,” Orestes said with reverence, his fingers flying over the keyboard.
“They’re the modern voice of the collective human conscience.”
“Tell that to Tipper Gore.”
“Who?”
Patrick laughed. “She was before your time, I guess.”
“What did you used to listen to when you were a kid?”
“The cavemen, banging rocks together,” Patrick said dryly

Author: Jodi Picoult