Working on quilts in my studio is greatly enhanced by cacophonous music, particularly the songs by Brad Paisley and Linda Ronstadt. Call me crazy, call me an aging baby boomer or say my taste in music is just plain dated (and don't do it when I can reach you) , but it's great to listen to songs with words that you can clearly discern and are not SHOUTED to the point of excruciating distortion.
So if anyone looks in my studio window and sees me "juking" about the room and singing loudly and off-key to the tunes being emitted from my computer, just relax. It isn't that I have taken psychotropic/hallucinogenic drugs, it's just that this 50-something babe knows how to get her groove on.