Unless you live in a cave, with no electricity or media exposure, you’ve heard Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” about 500,000 times over the last couple of months. And that’s too bad. Because when you hear a song that many times, you can’t help but hate it (with the exception of Vanilla Ice’s “Ice, Ice, Baby;” that song NEVER gets old; word to your mother). I feel the same way. But, I liked her voice, found it new and fresh and captivating enough that I decided to see what all the fuss is about. And I’m glad I did.“21” is a wonderful album. I have several new favorites, and the whole thing is listenable and good (unlike so many CDs where you buy it for the one or two songs you like, and everything else is crap).
“Rumour Has It” (love the spelling) is fast-paced and peppy and will get you more pumped than you would have thought possible.
“Lovesong” is a beautiful, deeper, less whiny/poppy cover.
But my real favorites (and this will surprise no one that knows me) were “Don’t You Remember” and “Someone Like You,” tragic, heart-wrenching lost love laments [sigh…].
“Don’t You Remember” starts with “When will I see you again? You left with no goodbye, not a single word was said…” See? Lovely and tragic and wonderful, right from the beginning. All her songs are very lyrical, and you can tell right away that here is someone that has really loved, really lost, but never let it get her down. Her experience reaches out and grabs you through her art. The song goes on, where she says she knows she’s not perfect: “I know I have a fickle heart, and a bitterness, and a wandering eye, and a heaviness in my head….” BUT “don’t you remember the reason you loved me before?” Oh, isn’t it PERFECT???
But my real favorite is “Someone Like You.” She runs into a guy she hasn’t seen in a long time, but that she used to (and still does) love. She’s heard that he is settled down, has met someone else, and is “happy.” And she hates to show up and mess up what he’s got going on, but she just kind of wants him to know that she is still not over him, but offers bravely/pathetically/ironically “never mind, I’ll find, someone like you.” The irony, of course, being there is no one exactly “like” anyone else, particularly someone you have loved as deeply and profoundly and personally as she clearly has. Oh, it is amazingly sad, in a lonesome, bitter, gorgeous way. You have to hear it!
I am a sucker for a girl that will “sing to me.” I don’t know if this hearkens back to lullaby days or something for artists or the music I used to listen to when I was an angsty teen. But Adele gets it. Has been there. Has felt it. She knows what’s going on.
(P.S. she’s British. Yikes!)