It's sort of hard to explain what a box of dish detergent has to do with "sound". Let me try to explain.

In recent days I have been on a mission to find joy. It seems that all around me all I seem to find are lifeless people nowhere close to enjoying themselves even a little.

I suspect that when I find this place called "joy", it will be filled with some of the most beautiful music ever heard. Until then, all I can offer is the sound of squeaky-clean dishes.