Rockin' Round the Mosque

I went out yesterday to the grocery store, the one located in the mall, which I like because of its regular supply of fresh fruits and vegetables and its large selection of meats, all at a fairly reasonable price. The parking lot for the mall is actually a couple of blocks from the mall itself, so one has to park and walk either to the rear entrance, which will take you past a terrifically odiferous garbage dump, located, curiously, just feet away from the entrance, or walk a little bit father through the wide parking lot and to the side entrance. Halfway through this route, at a  preliminary entrance that leads, eventually, to the mall entrance proper, there is a loud speaker that regularly blares out old 50's rock tunes. The particular tune playing as I approached was "Rock Around the Clock". The odd thing at this hour, however, was the rock-n-roll was blaring against the backdrop of at least two separate mosque loudspeakers blaring out the midday call to prayer, resulting in a perfectly atonal catastrophe of sound, for not only did the call to prayer conflict jarringly with the rocking going on around the clock, but the two calls to prayer conflicted and contended with one another. Schoenberg himself could not have produced a more unpleasant composition. Ah, the many and varied sights and sounds of Indonesia!