Pure Moods lives next door to me. I have no idea what his name is. I only know him by the music he plays. I’ve lived through all kinds of loud next-door neighbors. I had one my second year of college who played the same piano riff on her keyboard, day and night, until I finally asked her to stop playing it at two in the morning, and she did. Then I had the neighbor who did lounge covers of “Poker Face” and the The Cardigans’ “Lovefool” and had a lot of loud sex with her shitty, shitty boyfriend, who treated her terribly. Last year I stayed in a hotel in New York where a loud woman screamed at her boyfriend for three hours that he’d “ruined her career” because he told people her real age. I woke up a few hours later to their headboard crashing against my wall as they made up. Once
Tragic Kingdom is a great album! Used to listen to it all the time when I was a kid.
Leona Lewis has two sad songs that I feel opposite about from each other. I really like Bleeding Love, but Better in Time I really don't like.