playing in my head
As with most things in pop culture, I'm rather late to the party in discovering the music of Adele, but I'm so glad I finally arrived. I first heard her in this great interview. I've since purchased both of her albums, 19 and 21, and they are fabulous. She was born to sing these songs.
Good music can leaven even the most hectic days with a bit of joy. I combined the albums into one playlist and have been running it on a continuous loop during the past several days. I've reached the point where the tracks are so familiar that I can concentrate on work while listening but still experience, on some nearly subconscious level, little bursts of happiness at my favorite parts.
This song is my particular favorite. It's been playing in my head when I wake up in the morning, take a shower, walk to work.
Here's a less glam, charmingly stripped down version plus two other songs, part of NPR's Tiny Desk Concert series, about which I've enthused before. I love the messiness of the shelves in the background, and Adele seems similarly genuine and unassuming. And aren't her pianist and guitarist total cuties?