This is what happens if you alter things too much. And especially with the Kingdumb maladies. Granted, the old ones were bad. But, when I was first going into the cancer, some of the songs tied in and were associated with what I thought was learning the truth (remember, Saturn was still in Sagittarius during most of this time). Quite a few of the songs were associated with the Grand Boasting Session--42 (a blatant ripoff of Vangelis' Chariot of Fire--I wish Vangelis would have sued the crap out of the washtowel for that), 91, 191, 181 (the last song at that session), 202 (the baptize song), 221, and 6 come to mind. I remember 148, 151, and 8 quite well--with different stimuli. And song 33 was mistaken for a song on the radio--partly because I was brainwashed into rejecting too many radio songs.
When they tampered with that, they severed those links. Whatever family memories you had with song 181 at the Grand Boasting Session of 1988 are now gone. And with it whatever went on at that session--fun wise. Now it sounds more like dying cats and cult chants. They did that on purpose so they could destroy whatever pride one may have had for being a good singer. It also dulls the experience more, which damages your soul and damns you to stagnation (plus putting you in a condition for the discourse to further damn you). Now, everything before December 31, 2009 is ancient history and your memories stop at January 1, 2010. Again, that is to disconnect you from whatever positive energy may have been around earlier. For many, this goes back into the mid and late 1980s when congregations were growing and there was more fun around. With that cut off, all there is is the drudgery--damnation.
As for throwing the CD out the window, I recommend finding a rubbish can to throw it into instead. You might replace it with a copy of The Eagles' Hotel California--put the disc in the jacket, and when they place the disc in the player and play it, they are in for a rude awakening. And, by placing the disc in the rubbish, you are not littering. (And you are reducing the chances of some innocent victim finding the disc, playing it, and damning their souls).