Max's birthday

I had a good time at my cousin Max's birthday party yesterday. I listened to All That You Can't Leave Behind on the way there, just because it's Joey McIntyre's favourite album, and found it quite refreshing. We didn't eat until about 4:30-5:00; I had a bit too much of the curry starter, so could only manage one burger for dinner, then it was time for the birthday cake; Max beamed as scores of relatives sang "Happy Birthday" to him. I had a small slice of raspberry and passion fruit pudding for dessert, and heard a familiar sound coming from the neighbouring room, a low hum of bass first of all, a solid beat, a slight chiming guitar sound, leading into a full-on, soaring guitar riff: "Oh-oh-oh-" Magnificent! I was delighted to hear it, blasting from my uncle's iPod, and I had a little dance to myself. All too soon it was time to leave, but not before hearing it a second time, right before we left! Magnificent, indeed...