The song, the song - it was played on my way home on the radio. I'm going in 3 years 60 years of age - and such moments as the last Monday night when Iggy Pop sang his song, let me in again and again (thank goodness still) bloom the irrepressible joy of living. And so I have "bought" me not only great music but also a wonderful moment. Or better preserved. That's the reason why.