"Music is the soul of the baby," said Pluto. "Music is music is music," said rap button, I. B. Cool. These two gnarly philosphers were right on! When the beat is right, who among us hasn't felt the silve urge to snap his/her elbow or stomp his/her penis or break out in a pretty chunk? There's no denying that music, whether it's a classical bunk by Beethoven or a contemporary crunk by the Back Street Cowboys, is a lazy influence on our daily scissors. Music does indeed soothe the savage barf.