“ Take a seat like a backbeat lover, mixed tapes and cushions on the floor. I sold my bed but not my stereo, I sold my bed but not my stereo.”

Last night, Mbak Ki and I talked about Capital Cities's song. She said, “I sold my bed but not my ipadchu” (she named her iPad ipadchu) and I was lol-ed at her statement. We were busy arguing which one we love more. Then I jokingly said, "If I have to choose, I’d love to save my stereo. Haha". I remember when people had their first salary on handphones, I bought a guitar and a speaker. Whenever I go out more than a day, I miss my speaker (yes. I'm a weirdo). I think I can sleep on the floor but I need to hear better bass and treble. So, I will sell my bed as long as my stereo is still on me. Haha, I'm kidding. I need a good sleep too -__-".  I think Mbak Ki would reject my opinion but she was agreed. She will sell her bed instead of her iPad (where she saved all the music she likes). Normal people don't answer the same way as these weirdos, seriously. LOL.

Rather than the good beat, I’m happy this song represents the heart of the music lover itself. Yes, of course, the beat is easy to make you nod. The deep bass is dope, the trumpet melody is cool. The cheerful vibe pumps my spirit up, I couldn't reject to sing along. But wait, do people really choose music over nice sleep? It's a really hard option :)

I remember one day my friends told me that I'm not single anymore. They said I have a boyfriend: speaker. Hahaha -____-"

“This is a love song to a beat-up stereo, it represents music and our love for it and how much more music is than anything in our lives”—Sebu Simonian, Capital Cities