My 83-year-old mother, talking about her recent MRI procedure:

"Well, I didn't really mind it at all except for this terribly whiny high-pitched metallic sound. The young man operating the machine put on some rock music, which was just terrible, terrible. I asked him if he could put on something else, like Frank Sinatra. The best he could do was Dean Martin, so I suppose that was OK. You can get by with fake Sinatra, but with rock music, don't play it for me unless it's GOOD rock."