Ohhhh - (1) the story (more on that to come) and (2) the confiscated death-metal (heavy metal) tape. Reminds me of my sister Julie in 1974. Dad, who never understood song lyrics, inexplicably heard them one day, correctly.

Why don't we d-do it in the road...

He stomped into her room and grabbed The Beatles White Album, ready to shatter it.

"I paid ten dollars for that!"

He couldn't smash ten dollars.... this is the man whose arsenal of jokes included the "Pollock" who dropped a penny down the outhouse hole. Then he threw a dollar bill in and went after it. Because it wasn't worth the trouble and mess to go after just a penny...
(Dad take up to ten minutes to tell one joke. I cut to the chase. And nobody laughs.)
You had another copy - go Tristancarax!!!!