Teen #1

No. I want it to go, "Bah, dah, dah, dah, bah, screeeeech, wing, zing ...."

Teen #2

How about, "Bah, dah, dah, dah, bah, screeeeech, screech, wing, zing ...."

Teen #1

Hey, let's compromise, "Bah, dah, dah, screeech, zip, pop, screeech?"

Teen #2

Oh. I don't know anymore.

Teen #1

What's the problem?

Teen #2

I just get tired of trying to say something with noise.

Teen #1

Hey. We agreed. Mrs. Fishback taught us in English class that the true artist challenges contemporary society. We need to expose its fallacies through the very force of our artistic fervor. Our endeavor must course through the foundations of society like an earthquake that gets a 10.0 on the Richter scale.

Teen #2

Yeah. So what. She's just a hippie chick. That's her idea.

Teen #1

Come on. Join the clambake. We have to confront the conformity of the adults with an urgency that heretofore has not been seen upon this planet. We need to demand that culture come alive with a relevance that can speak truth to the young and the restless. There are paradigms to shatter.

Teen #2

Would you shut up with that science stuff? Mr. Hornbeam said that Thomas Kuhn wasn't going to be on the final. Besides, people managed to have a good time even before Copernicus and Galileo broke the paradigms apart. What about melody and harmony?

Teen #1

We can...