Haven't we all been there before, boombox aloft above your head, making a not so silent protest against the demise of young love...
Although my boombox moment I had "Paradise City" by Guns and Roses blaring... Don't think the girl got the reference I was going for, and her Dad hated it. Her Mom seemed to enjoy the tune though... she climbed on her husband's shoulders, cracked a beer, and flashed me!