I can't get enough of horn-driven music. The emotional power of a trumpet and saxophone combines with a slick trombone sound can turn average to good, good to great.
I can't get enough of the motown sound, even when it's not actually motown. Perfectly crafted pop songs with deeper meanings that first appear on the surface.
I can't get enough of rude singers. Ones that don't care about the CW and just go for broke in their lyrical content and eff-you-ness.
I can't get enough of those who respect the past enough to bring it back to the present. People who know that we need to understand where we came from in order to know where we can go.
I can't get enough of the complex altitudes this album takes you to and I have listened to it so many times that I think I am finally starting to understand it. Sonically beautiful, imperfect in all the right places.
I can't get enough of this Amy Winehouse album.
