Heartbreaker

Today I was busy uprooting, and decided to pop in the new Adele at Royal Albert Hall on DVD, and, boy, is it ever some good stuff.  Over the years, I have lost most of my interest in music in general with the exception of some classical repertoire and the Master (Loren Connors) and in pop music in particular (for good reason, of course, as anyone with ears can attest to), so it is rare that someone known and loved by many happens to affect me in any way.  Mary J. Blige comes to mind, but often her songs are so confused by the many unnecessary and bad sounding musical accompaniments and guest "artists" who stink up her game.  Adele, on the other hand, in her two albums so far, shines and shines and shines. And shines.

Seeing the visual and hearing her tell stories, jokes and the like, though, bring her even closer- and only a damned fool will not think, damn, she's really really really damned great.

Glorious, glamorous and just plain great.