Bonus Post: What?

​Drums, bass, and jumbled noise –
A raucous chaos,
It was music when it compressed to file
When it burned to disc
When it left the speaker
The harsh, hard vastness
Twisted it and distorted it.
Mixed with all the finesse
Of a broken blender
Thrown against a wall.
Over and through it,
A clatter of pins roars through
Voices raised like the music:
The sound carried words
When it left the mind,
The mouth. No longer.
Now, it is one more discord
In a jagged chorus of noise.

No, I don’t know
What song is playing.