when , as all the teen-agers , lifted the volume of the stereo to inhuman levels , you/he/she has never come to play to the door shouting or complaining himself/herself/itself , rather it waited for to meet me on the landing , and the name of that song asked me and of such the singer saying that , considering that it was forced to sip them to him , he/she wanted to know at least of what music he treated .