[ The fact that Len has stuck around elevates him another notch or two in Danse's esteem, and he relaxes just a tiny bit further into the flow of the conversation as they work, catching the hubcap easily just as he happens to need it. ]

Only when I used to get lucky enough to pick up broadcasts from Appalachia, and that wasn't easy. Up north, you can forget about it. All they play on Commonwealth stations is jazz, more jazz, and colonial-era fiddle solos.

[ Even when he's not mentioning the Minutemen, it is a universal constant that Danse will find some way to mock them. ]

I would be if I could, though. No bias in having good taste. You much of a music guy, then?