No, what bothers me most about having a new downstairs neighbor whose acoustic guitar versions of Top 40 rock from the 1990s drift through the too-thin insulation, through the wooden floor, and into my ears is that I frequently must put up with her stopping mid-song to adjust her tone, pitch, tempo or to re-remember the lyrics. No lie:
Tell me all your thoughts on God —It's like being tied to a chair in the presence of a skipping record and being unable to either bump the player into proper function or blow out your brains.
tell me all your thoughts on God —
tell me all your thoughts on God —
on God —
on God —
tell me all your thoughts on God, cuz I'd really like to meet her —
really like to meet her —
really like to meet her —
all your thoughts on God —
God —
God —
cuz I'd really like to meet her —
really like to meet her —
really like to meet her —
really like to meet her...
But really, I don't mind that much otherwise.
Of course, I have to admit — if she start's with "Lovefool" I'll tunnel through the floor, drop into what I think is her rehearsal room and smash her guitar into tiny pieces.
Best part about this playlist is the fact that you went with a one-hit-wonder from New Zealand OMD to title your post. How bizarre, how bizarre.
ReplyDeleteI like all those songs.
ReplyDeleteAl of them.
Including the one you only referenced.