The feeling you get when your stupid mom comes in to your room and tells you to turn down your music and you just want to listen to Motörhead's Overkill with appropriate volume and you go "Hey, mom, shut the fuck up, I'm a forty year old man, sometimes when I get home from playing Pokemon Go and losing to some annoying kids I just need to listen to some loud music to unwind!" and she just doesn't get it like, get off my back mom, jesus, or maybe I'll move out and you'll be so sorry when I get a job and start living my own life! You know that feeling well if you're still on last.fm reading random tags and their inane descriptions.