When the satellite radio went out in my Saab 900 hatchback, I was in a panic. No more rocking out to Kenny G, Michael Bolton, Michael Mcdonald, Boy George , Elton John or Coldplay. I remembered seeing Kenny at Hot Yoga class, and I thought if a person can meticulously maintain a man bun as well as he does to survive an intense hot Yoga class then he can certainly handle the marvels of Swedish engineering. I was not wrong friends. They had me rolling same day. I got to exit ala the V.I.P. lounge and was given many Air High Fives ( it's a pandemic y'all) as I peeled out with Wake me up before you go go by WHAM! blasting on the hi-fi speakers.