Never even thought about doing it, but I believe you. Elgar’s Pomp and Circumstance would probably be a mood-killer as well.
I recall some old thread about the funniest things Dopers had said or heard during sex, there were some major buzzkills in there. Hard to do it right when you’re laughing your ass off.
The neighbor across the gangway letting go with a wall-shaking fart that you hear through the open window, then loudly apologizing and saying “you mey now return to your attempts to have sex quietly…”
**Nothing kills the mood when you’re doin’ it quite like… **
. . . my dad getting home from work early.
Note: this was several years ago. I do NOT still live with my parents.
Your partner falling asleep during the act. Not only does it totally kill the mood, it’s a major blow to the ego as well. And no, this one’s not from personal experience.
Speaking of musical accompaniment, I had a girlfriend who liked performing fellatio to Saber Dance. She was a multitalented person; a renaissance woman, if you will.