While station-surfing on my car radio several years back, I chanced upon a program about Led Zeppelin's Jimmy Page. The disc jockey said Page's solo in "Stairway to Heaven" was among his best.
The familiar strains of the Zep classic soon filled the air, and I cranked up the volume in anticipation of Page's magnificent fret-shedding.
But as the solo began, the DJ began describing how totally awesome it was. I turned off the damned radio before losing control of the car. What a jerk of a DJ.