Never has a place been so annoying and so much fun at the same time. The music superstore is a veritable playground for anyone who wants to pull a guitar off the wall, plug it into an amp and crank away. With so many people jamming — seriously, like 20 people at a time — you hardly even have to pretend you're looking to buy an axe. Rock licks, jazz chords, country picking — the genres vary, but one thing is constant: everyone has amps cranked to 11.

On the same floor as the enormous guitar selection is the drum room. Make that drums room. Four sets and, yep, they're all being played at the same time. Have you ever heard four drummers play different music with 20 guitarists blaring just 50 feet away? I had a headache in 10 minutes, but it was crazy enough to make me laugh. How anyone can work there I don't know.

The most fun was playing the electronic drums, another four sets of which — small enough to fit in my one-bedroom apartment — can be test-drived. With the headphones off, it sounds like you're hitting putty — not that you could hear yourself even think in the place — but with headphones on, it sounded legit. One of the sets went for $4,599 so it had better sound real, and it did. I felt like I was back in high school jamming to Guns 'n' Roses. How fun.

Other New York Links:

• Pornoween Pictures — Some pictures of some broads at some local club I would never go to. Ah, whatever. There's some cleavage in there.

• Building a Web Media Empire on a Daily Dose of Fresh Links — The New York Times discovers Gawker.com. Next week, they will find a humor site called The Onion.

• Choose Your Own NYC — A virtual tour of New York, which differs from my tour of New York, which involves more trips to 8th Avenue porn shops.

• Club CAKE Photos — Pictures of half-naked girls acting slutty in a club I would never go to. Did I do this link already?