Earlier today there was a gospel concert at a church not far from my house. The soloists sounded kind of overwrought and cheesy, but the choir smoked. Then the ice cream truck came tinkling through the neighborhood about 10,000 times. Now there's a party at the park a few blocks away with a hired band. The musicians must be drinking along with the guests. An hour and a half ago the singing was crisp and competent, then it got kind of off-key and pathetic, and now all I can hear is this bass-driven mournful, atonal mewling with no real breaks between what I guess are supposed to be songs.
I have to go back outside now because it's hilarious.