It took four years for me to finally get this CD, so I wanted to share this music with the girl I like. "This sounds like music in some empty club, with the alone bold guy." Those were her first impressions of the disc. "The bold guy with the chain." I thought that description sounded right. Well she hated it. Pretentious stuff, she said, "with dead girl singing." I put on Sinead o'Connor, the disc she liked. When she left I inserted the disc again. Like the movies I like to listen my music alone. Things started just like she described in the empty club and the lonely guy. Eventually things got better and better. And gloomier. Gloomier it got better I felt. This was great CD. The girl was right, somewhat but she didn't realised that the lonely guy in the club was me. Waiting for the girl that will never show up.