Bare.
Eleven more tracks of beauty by my favourite music artist of all time.
I was blessed(and I do consider it a blessing) with an advance copy through a friend.
It’s like good afterglow. You know, when the sex has been incredible with someone you deeply love, and in cuddling with them in the dark, you listen to them breathe and all is right with the world.
From the opening of A Thousand Beautiful Things to the finale Oh God, she entrances me again and again.
After the length of time between Medusa(her last solo work) in 1995 and 1999’s Eurythmics album Peace, I wasn’t sure if she’d record again, much less a solo work.
While 48:57 isn’t nearly enough from Annie Lennox, damn it is welcome. After all the stress I’ve been through this year, this is serious balm for any emotional wound I could acquire.
Damn, I love her music.