You know the one I mean. The horrifyingly stereotypical strumming rhythms, making that gratingly painful squealing noise every time the guitarist moves his fingers (and yes, it's ALWAYS a man), songs that go nowhere, oh-so-softly spoken lyrics aboutthat I never what to hear about, let alone hear SUNG, and to top it all off, the guy who's doing it all usually just sucks in general.
And my neighbor, whom until now I had respect for, won't stop playing it.
God, please, cast down your thunderbolts and make it stop.
And yeah, I know this isn't usual backroom material, but it seemed to angry to post in the frontroom.
Edit: I've decided to blast old acoustic country blues every time he starts thatup. That should teach him a lesson, one way or another.
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