Ladies, have you ever stuffed your bra? Come on, you can confide in me, I’m a professional. Dudes, you ever enhance your crotch sculpting with a cucumber wrapped in aluminum foil? Boys and girls, I would hope that in each of these instances the answer wouldn’t just be no but oh hells no. Faking it is no way to go through life – unless of course your name is Katie Holmes.
Technology and fakeramedry have unfortunately advanced apace to the point today that some auto makers are offering artificially enhanced exhaust sounds piped in through their cars’ sound systems. Now, I should note that I consider that to be totally cartwheels of amaze that they can do that, but at the same time find it about as compelling an option as a life coach for one’s cat. Come on fluffy, you can do it!
Perhaps you do not share my animus. Maybe you appreciate every little edge in life, whether it be a little blue pill or the Grand Prix sound track in your M5 making you feel like a pre-crash Alain Prost. I don’t know. I’m not you. And that’s why I’m asking if you think the whole idea of electronically enhanced exhaust sounds are as asstacularly lame as I do. What’s your take, is the use of electronic sonic helpers unconscionably embarrassing? Or, is that the new normal?