Given how undiscerning these types probably are, I really wonder how you could possibly screw the dem other than by turning off the tweeters or just the whole thing (or just doing something that simply relieves them of the tits-'n-arse thrill as well as making the setup strip the paint from your walls. Or do you not let them choose their own music and instead force them to listen to Paverotti? :DQuote:
As for footballers and other famous celebrities, my policy was [and remains] always always to quietly screw up the demo.

