Surprises are a-plenty when I ride in a car with the parents. We're driving to lunch when the CD player switches over to some Vietnamese music. Then for some odd reason, my dad begins to talk about it, even comparing it to American music. So remember, while Vietnamese music speaks from the heart and is so beautiful, American music sounds like cats and dogs fighting against each other. Or it's drinking an espresso or cappucino compared to black coffee. Take your pick.