KCON 2014

KCON 2014 was pretty exciting. I didn’t spend much time at the con itself because I was highly disinterested in the panels (who wants to hear people read fan fiction aloud or learn how to react to a video—who needs to LEARN how to react, period? Yeah.) And since I didn’t win any passes or engagements for anything, I was like “I don’t want to stand out here in the heat and pay 4 bucks for a 1 dollar bottle of water. Pfft.”

I was there for the concerts and possible merchandise (the only things I bought at the con itself were two magazines with giant pictures of idols. Yassss! Everything else wasn’t quite what I expected—I would have liked bags, sweaters for the winter, cell cases…) My friend bought me a BAP fan though and it came in WAY handy at the concert on Sunday night. (Too bad I forgot it on Saturday.)

Saturday night was pretty damn awesome. B1A4 was freaking adorable with their squirt guns, jumping around all excitable. I was mostly watching for Gongchan and I was pretty excited that he actually came over to our side of the stage quite a few times. (We were in a shitty spot, so we spent most of the concert looking at butts, which isn’t bad but… you know.)

Teen Top was pretty active, too. VIXX was really great. I got all kinds of excited when Eternity started (even though they didn’t play my favorite song of theirs, it was worth it!) IU was so adorable in her little dress and bright, glittery shoes. Sadly, I didn’t know any of her songs because I’ve only seen her in Dream High but she was such a cutie. I had a nasty panic attack (I have GAD and social anxiety…) so I had to leave during G-Dragon’s performance. The noise level doubled during his performance and the people around me were stifling me… 🙁

Sunday night, for me, was VASTLY more exciting. I LOVE Jung Joon Young and CNBLUE and BTS in particular! YAY! I’m not really into a lot of the girl groups (and I honestly never even heard of SPICA before KCON but they turned out to be really catchy.)

BTS was so energetic and so into their performance that it’s impossible not to be pulled into that energy. I loved every song they performed and I was singing along, cheering them on. They even kept their aerial moves which I was vastly impressed with. Yaaay!

By and far, though, my most favorite performance was from Jung Joon Young. I think I screamed louder for him than anybody else (my throat’s still sore). He’s such an awkward guy when he tries to emcee but as soon as it was time to perform, he delivered. Such flawless vocals and the live band was just UMF. The Michael Jackson cover. Hahaha! Oh, it was so much fun to watch him strut his stuff. 10/10, would see again.

Same with CNBLUE. I kinda lost my shit even before they were on stage.  I loved the live band, I think this kind of performance is just my favorite when it comes to seeing the guys live. <333 The second they come to the states, I’m seeing Royal Pirates. (But I still really, really, REALLY want to see GOT7, MYNAME, and Topp Dogg live some day…)

So yeah, definitely enjoyed the concerts. Now I’m home and just looking at all the pictures and videos and I wouldn’t say I miss being in LA (the traffic, UGH) but I definitely miss the excitement and high of being at a concert watching groups I love.

Vacation Extended

…And coming to a close now. Yep. When I got home from my vacation up to Northern California, I got a call from my best friend. She wanted me to come down and finally see where she had moved ages ago. Grover Beach is a very nice and relaxed community nestled between a number of much busier beach-side communities (like Pismo and Morro Bay). I’ll be leaving back for Taft tomorrow afternoon but I’m going to miss the weather and the gorgeous sites of this place.

As I vacation, however, I realize that I really have changed a lot in just the last five years. There was a time where I never would have taken as many risks as I’ve been taking lately. None of this even sounds risky to others–going out to Northern California, coming out to Grover Beach. They’re all normal things. For me? Not the case. It’s been tough for me to go out and do the things people take for granted. Taking long trips made me anxious because I worried about all the things that could go wrong. What if we crashed? What if somebody got sick? What if we took a wrong turn somewhere? I didn’t want to be trapped and so I freaked out and built things up in my head.

My past self would have built these things up to epic proportions until I had a meltdown and then actually MADE myself sick! That’s how bad it was. There were days when I didn’t even want to leave the house, to go out across the street. I had to force myself to even walk to the mailbox some days because I was so terrified of what might be out there. What if somebody drove by and saw me? What if I locked myself out of the house? What if a scary big dog came launching itself at me?

Now… I know all these things are ridiculous and I knew that back then, too. But I couldn’t control my levels of anxiety. These days, I’ve been more chill, managing not to think too much about the would be scenarios and instead making myself focus on what’s happening NOW. Not later. Just now.

I think it’s also opening up a lot regarding my writing. There have been so many more ideas flowing through my head. I’m no longer stuck in the teenager fan fiction stage I was trapped in for so long. I really hope to be able to share all these ideas soon, in the form of short stories and novels alike!

Time For A Vacation!

On Friday June 13, 2014, my guinea pig Stryker passed away. He had complications with his teeth which made it difficult for him to eat. Three vet visits later and he died in the vet’s office of a heart attack. Already sick and in pain, he couldn’t handle the stress of the examination. I blame myself for not noticing his teeth problems much earlier and even for taking him to the vet but I didn’t know that it was going to send him over the edge. As they say, hindsight is 20/20…

Anyway, now we’re getting ready to go on a vacation that’s been in the works for the past couple of months. We’re going out to memorialize my fiance’s aunt, who passed away last fall. We’re also going to San Francisco, which I actually expressed interest in visiting shortly after my excursion to the B.A.P concert this April.

I’m looking forward to getting out and doing something after all the stress. My aunt is also very sick and doesn’t want to get surgery to possibly correct the problem. I can’t blame her. It sounds like a terrifying procedure. On top of that, I get pretty stressed out living with my fiance’s sister and her husband because the house is always a mess and I never have any alone time whatsoever. I should correct that; I have alone time in my room but it’s not the same as the old days. I used to have a schedule. Get up, check messages, post, clean up the house, do some yoga. But it’s difficult to keep to my schedule when there’s somebody always lurking around (or… making messes). His sister’s not so bad… It’s the husband being out of work. I don’t like having somebody home with me 24/7. I need a break and time to be all alone in the house sometimes!

I’m also looking forward to eating something other than baked chicken or pizza. It seems like the menu of the year so far.

It will be nice to get out for a while and just see a place that isn’t Taft or Bakersfield for a while. The weather forecast also appears to be 10-20 degrees cooler out in Northern California. Celebration time!

I’ve also been planning an excursion out to LA this August for KCON, a Kpop convention and two night concert! But it’s been stressing me out ever since I decided I wanted to go (which I decided in April, after successfully seeing B.A.P with minimal anxiety.) Cross your fingers that my friend will get us the tickets we need to go! Otherwise all that stressing out was for absolutely nothing.


The following is for a character prompt exercise. I was given five words to use in two paragraphs. I might have cheated a little with the one word dialogue paragraph. Shhh.


My words: School, tropical, glass, benefit, hands.




Creak. The chair groaned and squeaked beneath him as he leaned forward, hands wrapping slowly around the glass sitting in front of him. How long had it been? Two whole years. Sobriety never did agree with him. I’m not getting drunk, he told himself. It’s just one drink. Amber liquid swirled as he lifted the glass to his lips, finishing off its contents. Ahh… He closed his eyes, head bowed. Clink. He pushed the glass back and away.




He opened his eyes, tensing. His gaze darted to the side but he didn’t see anybody immediately in his field of vision. He did, however, scent something tropical in the air. Frangipani? Lucy used to school him on various flowers, tucking them behind his ear while her lips curved up in that knowing half-smile. He remembered frangipani because the name sounded so ridiculously made up. The only benefit? Frangipani happened to be one of Lucy’s personal favorites. Rory narrowed his eyes and turned to look over his shoulder.

My Favorite Words

As a writer, I deal with words all day long, every single day. I love words. I love the way words look and the way they taste. Some words have more appeal than others. I thought I would compile a small list of words I really love at the moment! Following are ten words I love, in no particular order of preference. I may revisit this topic in the future!

1. Surreptitious. This word means in stealth or in secret. I tend to write about my characters sneaking surreptitious glances, for example. I love this word, from the way it looks to the way it sounds. I think it’s the S and R–two of my very favorite letters.

2. Sibilant. This word basically means anything pronounced with a hiss. Again, it involves an S! I don’t write characters who speak in this manner very often. I can only remember one, and he was a gargoyle with a reptilian appearance. I’d love to use sibilant more often in the future!

3. Insidious. Thanks to the movie, this word isn’t quite as beloved as it used to be but I can’t help it. I still rather like the word. Insidious means harmful, but as a slow process.

4. Apricity. It’s the word for the warmth of the sun on a wintry day. I think it’s a pretty word both to look at and to say. Plus the concept behind it is very beautiful.

5. Fanfaronade. Okay, so it’s just another word for boasting with nothing to back it up. But it’s such a festive and interesting word to look at. And I just LOVE the way it sounds rolling off the tongue.

6. Whisper. To speak softly. I tend to like those moments in a film or television show where the characters speak softly to one another. Saying whisper brings to mind that tone of voice with only a word.

7. Melancholic. This word means sad but thoughtful. I really love sad things. Sad songs, sad tales, sad characters. Melancholic isn’t pretty to me, but I still like the way it looks, with the mixture of tall and low letters.

8. Silvery. This word can mean both silvery as in resembling silver or a sound that rings much like a bell. Both meanings of the word are beautiful to me.

9. Lyrical. Musical, poetic. Lyrical is the prettiest word for an expression of emotion. I like the word lyric, too but lyrical is more powerful somehow.

10. Yesterday. The day before today. It has a nostalgic feeling but the word is much more appealing than nostalgic.

Error, Error, Error

Please note that this scene involves abuse. Read on at your own discretion.

You failed,” Angelo said, striking him with the back of his hand. Heavy gold and silver rings bit into his jaw and cheek and Shin Il had to fight the urge to smile. Clearly, Angelo wasn’t thrilled about what happened. He sent the word down to kill that bastard, Myo In Sung and here Shin Il was, unable to kill him. No, he got away. Sneaky bastard. Somehow, he managed to get away and although Shin Il tried to hunt him down for a good few hours afterward, he couldn’t find him. The city was too large and even though Shin Il knew the area well, he still wasn’t able to ferret out any possible hiding places. He deserved every smack he got, every derogatory term…

But he couldn’t smile. No, he couldn’t smile at all.

“You know what happens to failures… I know you do,” Angelo said, gripping his hair tight in his hand as their eyes met. Yeah, yeah. Failures got punished. Now this was the tricky part because he couldn’t enjoy the punishment too much or they would catch on. The look in Angelo’s eyes was hard this time, though, and there was something new and dangerous there. Had he caught on now? Did somebody tell him something? His gaze was sharp as a hawk and Shin Il stared too long–he was rewarded with a hard shove back and away. The harsh movement wrenched his neck and shoulder and he didn’t have to hold back the seething little hiss of pain that elicited in his still broken arm. Ahh…

“This is your third strike,” Angelo said, looking down at him with flat eyes, disappointed eyes. Yes, this was the third guy who escaped. But of the other two, he did eventually get them when punished and given a second chance. Besides, his work usually went well. Three out of however many he had been given since he became a hitman? Better than most! But Angelo looked dead serious, his jaw tense.

“We can’t afford this many errors at this point in the game, little Shinny. I don’t think you get it. That asshole’s been taking down some of our best and there’s just no way we can allow him to live. You had your chance and you blew it. So…” Angelo brought out a gun and pointed it at Shin Il’s head, between the eyes. Even Shin Il knew what that meant but death and pain, those weren’t the same. He had too much left to just let Angelo blow him away now.

Gathering together whatever water he could, he flung it hard in the direction of the gun. Just as it went off, the water hardened and sliced through the air, cutting Angelo’s hand clean off.

“FUCK!” Angelo shouted, immediately grabbing for his bleeding stump of a hand. Wasting no time, Shin Il dropped down to grab the gun, prying the hand from it and taking it in hand before he aimed the gun first at Angelo’s shoulder, his chest, his knee, and then finally smirked as he pointed it at his nose. The last thing he heard was Angelo’s cry as he ate lead and dropped to the ground in a pool of his own blood. He heard voices down the hall, however, and he had no time to waste. They had to know something went wrong when they heard so many voices. Damn it. Why did he have to relish the violence so much?

Skidding out of the room, he went down the hall and through the first door he saw. Lucky day. It led to the stairwell. He moved up rather than down; they would be expecting anybody running to go down. Up, up, he ran until he made it to the rooftop, where he shut the door behind him as quietly as he could. He threw the gun over the ledge and heard it clatter into a garbage can. He looked over the ledge himself. He was six stories up. Jumping wasn’t an option if he actually wanted to make it alive. So he turned his gaze around to the building next door. The jump was dangerous, too but… It was about his only option.

He started at a run and he jumped. His heart was in his throat as he leapt through the air. He landed on the other side, hitting it with his knee and rolling over onto his broken arm. He sucked in a breath as he rolled onto his back and that was when he heard somebody coming up on the rooftop he just left. Quickly, he slid over to the very edge of the new roof, pressing against the side. They probably couldn’t see him, and who would think he would have jumped rooftops if they didn’t see him running like an idiot? Still, he held his breath as he listened to shouts and then heard the rooftop door close again.

Still, he didn’t move, remaining where he was, watching his own rooftop, every part that he could see. His eyes darted around from one spot to the next. Then he heard the rooftop door across from him close again. Still nothing. Nothing. He didn’t know how long he lay there before he finally got up, but there was nobody on the other rooftop and nobody on his. Slowly, he made his way to the rooftop door and listened carefully as he descended the steps.

Eventually, he made it out of the red light district but he quickly dodged into a shop where he could buy a hoodie and pull it on. Not too fishy, given where he was. He skulked through the shadows of the alleyways until he found himself near the edge of the territory. Then he was crossing over. Still nothing, yet he didn’t breathe a sigh of relief just yet. Finally, he made it to a little diner, where he edged into a hidden booth near the back. Now what? Now what?


Note: The title of this came from the song Error by Madeline Juno. I highly recommend giving it a listen. Check it out here: Error – Madeline Juno!

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Promises, Promises

“No… no, no, no…” Junsu shook his head, holding tight to Hyo Won. He could hardly breathe past the clenching of his heart and the tightness in his chest. His breaths came up harsh and shuddering as he suffocated on the weight of his fear. Physically, he shook from the effort of trying to hold it all together but he was failing miserably and he knew it. It wasn’t fair. This wasn’t how it was supposed to turn out. Hyo Won was supposed to get better, he was supposed to leave that horrible affliction behind and start living and be happy and… and… not… die.

The hope was fading fast, too fast for Junsu to collect it and try to see things with his usual brand of optimism. Now he had to stare it in the face, the way Hyo Won changed, just the way that he said he would. Hyo Won knew it was going to happen and he warned Junsu. He warned him so many times but Junsu was so stubborn, so sure that he could change his fate simply by virtue of being there. Stupidly, he thought if Hyo Won loved him enough, it would keep him here, as if it could keep the darkness at bay, as if love eclipsed everything else.

“Hyo Won…” His voice was unsteady, cracking like his heart. Even though Hyo Won was holding him back, he could feel it, too, the way he had to fight to keep the claws from sinking in. He could feel the tension in his body. He could even feel the muscles spasms as Hyo Won fought for control over the darkness inside him. It was so hard to look at him like that, staring up at him, pleading with his entire body. For a couple crazy heartbeats, he wanted it to happen, for Hyo Won to rip into him and kill him on the spot, just to make the ache stop. But then where would that leave Hyo Won?

His lower lip trembled as he tried to speak again but he could speak. Nothing coherent passed his lips, just a harsh choking sob before he leaned in and squeezed his eyes shut. He kissed Hyo Won, shivering. He stroked the side of his face. And with his other hand, he reached out and grabbed the gun. Cold. Metal. He was warned, so he knew what he was getting into. He promised Hyo Won he could do it. He promised that it was worth it just to be with him. He promised him.

“…I love you… Hyo Won.”

He pulled the trigger.


I don’t know if a lot of you know this or not but I’m asexual.

So, I read something troubling on tumblr about asexual people and I guess in the ace tag, there’s a whole lot of hate for us. I didn’t actually check out the tag because it’s super early in the morning for me and I need to sleep–I didn’t want to end up sickened or outraged by what I might read there. Why put myself through that turmoil, anyway?

Anyway, the subject got me thinking about it, though. About asexual people and their role in the whole LGBTQIA+ movement. It seems like a lot of people (and I’m talking people in that spectrum, not just a bunch of straight people) don’t want to include us in everything and on the shallow end, I can sort of see why. It’s not like we have to suffer the same way that they do. I never had to “come out” to my family or anything. I like to cut my hair short and I’ve been mistaken as a lesbian more times than I can count but I’ve never suffered for it. I was teased a lot but I wasn’t hurt or persecuted or threatened.

I can get married if I want to because I’m dating a man and I’m a woman, so I don’t have to rally and fight for the right to be married. I’ve never struggled when I looked in the mirror and saw a girl’s face staring back at me. I’ve never felt like I don’t belong in my own body, that it doesn’t represent who I am inside.

But it still upsets me when I hear there’s such hate toward us or that even people in that spectrum say rude and hurtful things about us when they should understand more than anybody that it can hurt to have your life trivialized.

I can’t speak for all asexual people everywhere but for me, it hurts my feelings when people scoff as if asexuality isn’t really a thing or say things like they can’t believe how we have no interest in sex, that it’s unnatural. That we need to be put on medication or see a sex therapist to open ourselves to the idea.

Why should we? I don’t want to change who I am. I am just fine without sex in my life. I don’t want it, I don’t need it. I will admit that I do struggle sometimes with my lack of sexuality because my fiance is a sexual person. Sometimes, I worry that he won’t love me anymore because I can’t feel for him sexually or provide for him sexually. I love him so much but I can’t do that, not even for him. Some asexual people do and I understand that. But I have no will or drive to do so and it makes me extremely uncomfortable when other people judge me for not wanting to, for lacking any desire to do anything like that.

I’ve been told by my own family to just get over it and do it, just grin and bear it and I’ll get through it. I suspect both my grandmother and my mother are asexual, too, but they did it because it was expected of them. When I see my doctor and have to admit that I’m not sexually active, I feel like a liar, even though I know I’m not lying. I feel from some people, that I’m judged because I don’t do it, like I’m a prude.

I promise you, I’m not a prude. I talk about it. I’ve seen porn. It generally doesn’t faze me. I feel nothing when I see two people having sex. I’m not turned on. Sometimes, I admit that I want to be, but I’m not.

But how do I write smut, people ask. Same way anybody who doesn’t/hasn’t had sex does. I know what sex is. I know how it works. I know how it feels, for the most part. It’s not that hard to write about something you don’t do or are not. I write sexual characters, I write gay characters. I write characters who don’t share my ethnicity. I write religious characters. I am none of these things and I can still write about it. How many people who have written about sword battles or magical anime fights or starships have actually DONE any of those things? I have every right to write about something as commonplace as sex, especially if it’s a large part of who two characters are.

Anyway, this turned into something of a rant but I wanted to share my thoughts, jumbled as they are at 5AM and see what others thought.

B.A.P’s First Sensibility Album

KM0002529-B.A.P_1_-0203.170x170-75B.A.P – First Sensibility 

Tonight, I’m going to review B.A.P’s latest album, First Sensibility. B.A.P is a Korean boy group from South Korea, made up of six members, as follows: Bang Yongguk, Kim Himchan, Jung Daehyun, Yoo Youngjae, Moon Jongup, and Choi Junhong (AKA Zelo). I listen to a variety of music, including K-pop, but B.A.P is by far my favorite Korean boy group and definitely in my top ten list of musical groups/artists all together. Their music tends to be very powerful, carrying strong messages and featuring lyrics that don’t always focus and revolve around love and romance. Of course, they have their occasional light-hearted romps into romance, but as a whole, they do tend towards a more powerful group.

First Sensibility is their first full-length studio album and it was released on February 3, 2014. It’s a little late but since I’m going to the concert in April, I figured I could celebrate with a review!

Bang Yongguk is credited in the lyrics of every song, so he had a strong hand in the creation of this album. Because of that, I think this album is especially personal for him, at least, if not the entire group.

So what about the songs? Let me go through each one and review them piece by piece.

Listen along here!

First up is B.A.P (Intro). As the title suggests, the song is a short 1:28 introduction to the group. It features a very typical B.A.P sound, with the electro-pop sounds, the distinctive rapping style of Bang and Zelo. Bang is low and smokey as usual, Zelo complementing him with his higher, more staccato rap style. Mostly, we’re delving back into the group, since they remind us that they’re back again! Considering these guys make a comeback every couple of months, we’re not surprised but we definitely want to see them keep up the hard work. B

The next song is 1004 (Angel). Starting slow and soft and building up to a relaxing croon, we are greeted to a new almost rock ballad sound. The emotion in the vocalists’ voices are absolutely beautiful, particularly Daehyun and Youngjae. They are the main vocalists and it shows. However, their longing sound is punctuated by the tougher sound of Bang’s low raps. The song is the sad tale of losing somebody you love and trying to get them back. This is one of their forays into romance and it really pays off. Very delicate in some parts, very powerful and moving in others. I especially love when their voices all come together and then the music stops and the lyrics are softly murmured, then Daehyun leaps in with his unbelievable talent. A+

The third song is 쉽죠 Easy. As the song title implies, this song is easy listening. It’s a very smooth song, quiet. The piano sound especially gives it a sort of classy lounge feel. Here is another song full of longing and remorse, but less powerful. It’s definitely more relaxed, less desperate than 1004 (Angel) is. This isn’t really one of my favorites, but you can’t deny that the talent and feeling is there. C

The fourth song is Spy. This song is a funky, old school hiphop sound. Very, very reminiscent of older B.A.P work! The tune is jaunty. The lyrics sound a little shy but at the same time a little stalkery in some parts. I love the vocal job in this song, though. Very fun, sassy, entertaining to listen to. You just want to dance to it and something about the horns in the music makes it very “big band”, too. B+

The next song is Check On. This song, while the music is a little sway worthy, lacks a little something for me. The lyrics are kind of typical of American pop music, which is about dancing, ladies, dressing, looking good, that swag thing. Not really a fan. C-

The sixth song is Shady Lady. A very lazy song, reminiscent of the Coffee Shop sound. Despite the way the title makes it sound like it’s a song about a cheating woman or somebody sneaking around or lying, this song is actually about how a women in the shadow, with low self esteem, is still beloved and shiny in the eyes of the boys. The message is cute but it’s also important: women spend so much time obsessing over how they look. Sometimes, it’s nice to hear we’re great the way we are. Shady Lady is a bit like Korea’s version of “Just The Way You Are,” I suppose. B

The seventh song is Lovesick. WOW. I love this song. Finally, we’re hearing more from Jongup and Himchan and guess what? They have a beautiful pair of voices. In the past, it was difficult to tell if I liked their voices or not, since they only had a line or two each per song! But this time, we’re getting an actual listen as they both get a whole verse! You can tell Jongup’s not totally confident yet, but man, when he is!  Daehyun and Youngjae still steal the show, though. The song itself is a love song, exactly as you would expect by the title. A

The eighth song is Bang X2. This is one of my favorites on the album. So, so very different. When I first heard it, I thought they must have given me the wrong file on accident! Hard rock music? On my B.A.P? No, it’s B.A.P and it’s glorious. I didn’t even recognize Bang’s voice, that’s how crazy this song hit me. Daehyun’s voice, beautiful as always. An empowering song, too. I always love songs about throwing it all away and just living. A+

The ninth song is S.N.S. Usually, S.N.S means Social Networking Site, so the fact that it’s talking about tweeting them a mention makes sense. The song itself is about romancing a sexy lady over twitter, I imagine, from the lyrics. This another one of those funky types of songs. Catchy, but not very special, despite the lyrics. B-

The tenth song is Body & Soul. It’s a testament to the boys growing up, since it’s probably the sexiest song on the album. Even the music reminds me of old 90s style sexy R&B. This is probably the most subdued I’ve ever heard Daehyun, which (as much as I love him) is nice to give others more of a chance to shine. (And he’s still there, belting out his lungs.) The most fantastic part of the song is Jongup’s high note! Baby! That’s beautiful! A

The eleventh song is Save Me. Another one of my favorites. I love the 90s alt rock sound at the beginning. I squeed like a fangirl when I heard it for the first time and it’s still one of my favorite songs from the album, a month later. It’s another break up song, about a man with a crushed heart, bitter and calling out for help. I love this song, what can I say? There’s nothing about it that I don’t like. The lyrics, the background shouts, the desperate rush of the rapping parts, the soft urgency in the vocalists’ parts. Just… Perfect. A+

The twelfth song is B.A.B.Y. This song was made for the the fans of B.A.P (affectionately called babies). The lyrics themselves sound more like they’re falling slowly in love with somebody they can’t live without now. Which I suppose is pretty much how it is with fans, right? 😉 I think it’s a sweet and light song. B+

The last song is With You. Aw, look, we’re at the end of the album! Another light and affectionate song, I adore this one. It’s very soft and almost like a lullaby. We all need a little fluff in our lives. There’s not much else to say about this song, but I really love it! So… A!

So all in all? I’d grade this album as an A or a five out of five stars. There are a few songs on it that I don’t love dearly but there’s nothing on here that I want to smack my head against a wall for listening to. There’s a good mix of music on here, even spanning genres and I love it. I think there’s something for nearly everybody on this album and I think you should definitely check it out!

You can buy it here!