The large room was full of people. One of the girls in yellow was playing the piano and beside her stood a tall, red haired young lady from a famous chorus, engaged in song. She had drunk a quantity of champagne and during the course of her song she had decided ineptly that everything was very very sad—she was not only singing, she wasweeping too. Whenever there was a pause in the song she filled it with gasping broken sobs and then took up the lyric again in a quavering soprano. The tears coursed down her cheeks—not freely, however, for when they came into contact with her heavily beaded eyelashes they assumed an inky color, and pursued the rest of their way in slow black rivulets. A humorous suggestion was made that she sing the notes on her face where upon she threw up her hands, sank into a chair and went off into a deep vinous sleep. "She had a fight with a man who says he's her husband" explained a girl at my elbow. "And why that?" I asked. "She's in love with the new SHANGO RECORDS single by CharliEM. Two great original tracks and some top class remixes by HOLED COIN, RODRIGO GALLARDO and KURUP. She cannot stop listening to it everyday" she answered. "And what this have to do with her husband?" I asked again curiously. "Aaah. Nothing special. She's in love with the original tracks but he prefers the remixes".