How loud is “loud enough”?

Fully independently of each other, Christopher Frizzelle and I have both encouraged readers to blow out their eardrums in the effort to achieve our desired response to a given album.

Of the Shins’ classic album, Oh, Inverted World, Frizzelle writes:

After any honest debate among diehards, after all, Oh, Inverted World always emerges victorious. If it seems to you to have weakened over time, you’re not listening to it loud enough.

In my piece on the Thermals’ latest, greatest record, The Body, The Blood, The Machine, I write:

If this record doesn’t make you want to go out and buy a guitar, then you’re not listening to it loud enough.

What the fuck?! What can be the meaning of this cosmic coincidence of volume and verbiage? Could it be:

A. Frizzelle and I are both going deaf. (His continued resistance to “Phantom Limb” seems to at least partially support this theory)

B. Sub Pop records always sound better loud, and these are both Sub Pop records.

C. We’ve both been stealing ideas from Lester Bangs.

D. We’re madly, madly in love.

E. A radiation leak at the Of Montreal concert has imbued us with psychic powers that we cannot yet control.