A next door neighbor was singing along at the top of her lungs to her stereo whilst packing to move. There were two problems with this: It was one in the morning. She's a natural alto while the recording was of a Pop/New Soul singer who sounded to me like a mezzo soprano. Neighbor has a good voice, but once the songs got to the upper register, she distracted me from my reading.*
I activated the Google sound search to at least figure out the original performer, and the assistant said, "It sounds like you're having a medical emergency. Should I call 911?" and "Sounds like your husky is distressed. Have you tried giving them some comfort?"
Annoying to listen to, but she sang along with a lot of feeling. I was convinced she wanted her boyfriend back. But also that maybe her boyfriend was no good, and it was great to be an independent girl with lots of friends. Good for her. She was into it, and that made it nice even if it wasn't the best thing to hear.
Older is getting her wisdom teeth removed tomorrow. I bought yogurt, some bananas for smoothies, will make Mac and cheese, rice with something or other the next few days.
So what are you belting soulfully, albeit quite badly, at the top of your lungs tonight?
* King's Ransom: an 87th Precinct Novel by Ed McBain, so nothing to really interrupt, I guess. It's the story which High and Low by Kurosawa (and Spike Lee's upcoming remake) was based upon.
ETA - OMG so sorry this is the sloppiest thing ever. I should have just stayed asleep today.
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