I put an Arcade Fire album on Charlie's iPad in January. He did not try once to listen to it till late Thursday night after a raging storm from 'the latest everything' -- lag from the previous day's great trip to friends in Yonkers, the blasting heat, my parents' imminent visit, the Wednesday holiday, the new classroom plus classmates and a great new teacher, not sleeping on Wednesday night -- kaboom on Thursday night. He was listening to bits of the same songs over and over and then we heard him banging the corner of his iPad on the wall. There was all the tough and messy stuff and a lot to put back in order.
He turned on the music as I was scrubbing the carpet. After all the raging he smiled and then suddenly wailed and Jim hurried back upstairs and then, new sounds playing, Charlie wearily slept.