Sometime last year, I was reading something about an artist I'd never heard of in the Polytech library late Friday afternoon. Two, and later three, male Sub-Continent-looking students were chatting happily very near me. Since I didn't understand the language, (couldn't even begin to guess what language it was) and since they were low male voices, it sounded more like pleasant background music. I remember I enjoyed the experience.
Last week I started to listen to the Italian Rai Radio Tre on the Internet. Among other things I have been spending much too long on the computer, usually playing mindless games as I try to figure out where one sentence ends and another starts. Increasing I've been able to pick up words here and there, and some common phrases. Mind you, I still don't understand most of what's going on, but at least the voices don't sound like one long drone. And I'm pleasantly pleased this happened a lot sooner than I expected. I'm enjoying classical music for a change, and even some cacophonic modern music I would never listen to otherwise.
The down side is, the talking part no longer works as background music. My brain looks for words I know, or more precisely, sounds that sound like works I know. :-<