What gives you the right to make the Interstellar soundtrack so frisson-inducing?

What gives you the right.

Nate and I watched Interstellar the other night. It was the first time either of us had seen it. The movie itself was quite good, but the soundtrack?

HOLY.
GALACTIC.
BALLS.
BATMAN.

It’s Hans Zimmer, so of course it’s going to be good, but JEEBUS.

I listened to the following song (No Time for Caution) on my cheap-ass $5 walking headphones and I got frisson so badly at the 2:35–minute mark that I felt it in my groin.

The STRINGS. They BURN SO GOOD.

I’d heard Mountains before ever watching the movie, but No Time for Caution is so much better.

HNNNNNNNG.