Cindy Lee was one of my pandemic companions. When I listen to this album, I am transported to the days of lockdown, the streets were quiet, and I can be alone with music and my thoughts throughout the day. It was grim for many, and I do not celebrate the virus and the victims, but I thrived as an introvert. I would put this music on at night with just a lamp lighting up my space. To me, the highlight is the last track. As Heavy Metal filters through the speakers, I picture a ballroom with a Lynchian atmosphere, two lovers in a round room dancing to this. It’s quite beautiful. The record ends, I get up, and listen… More