The number one complaint we keep receiving from fans of a more venerable age is that the music is too aggressive and too loud. Say your goodbye to Enter Sandman, Burnin' It to the Ground, Bro Hymn, Killing in the Name, Rock You Like a Hurricane, Lose Yourself, Blitzkrieg Bop, Chelsea Dagger, and every other fabled and storied hockey song you can think of. Maybe these songs were once the ones to make the crowds vibrate during intermissions or after goals, but not anymore. They have been replaced by old jazzy classics with the occasionnal straight up classical music. People now come onto the ice to the tune of Pachelbel's Canon in D major and goalsongs make you want to do jazz hands, and all of it is at a volume that lets old people who smoked all their lives and have no teeth left communicate orally even when the music is playing. Food is also all liquid now.