I have said it over and over. And I’ll say it again. Properly this time. I love the music of Norah Jones.
I don’t know what about it appeals to me (and a few million others worldwide). It’s the sheer quality, for sure. And the quantity – she is pretty prolific.
Maybe it is how she really works on channeling her feelings into writing her songs.
Maybe it’s how simple she keeps the tune and the lyrics. Just easy enough to think I can sing it, or write similar lyrics, but actually not that easy, because if it were, everyone would be doing it.
Maybe it’s how she channels all the jazz she’s learnt and country she’s grown up hearing into simple, accessible music.
Maybe she’s just a nice sweet fun person and that shows in her music.
All I can say is what Wordsworth said
Whate’er the theme the maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending
I saw her singing at her work
And o’er the sickle bending
I listened motionless and still.
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore
Long after it was heard no more.
Sigh. She’s brilliant.