Dido after too long a time

I've been horribly focussed lately with computer games, first finishing up Star Wars: Empire At War on Hard Difficulty, and now working on Battle for Middle Earth, Evil Campaign, struggling through Hard Difficulty with the forces of Sauron and Mordor.

I was stuck in Emyn Aren with a bunch of orcs and hulking Mumakil but without a good strategy for tackling the map. So I forced myself to slow down and work on something else instead, like responding to my realtor's request for a letter of reference, which I was only too glad to do because she really was super-nice in helping me find an investment property.

I chanced to look at Yahoo.ca's trending topics and clicked on Dido. Now there was a name that I hadn't looked up in a long time. I remembered, of course, those ear worms of her earlier albums like White Flag and Here With Me but just hadn't stopped to listen in a very long time.

Helpfully, there is a little player widget on her official website, which sometimes includes the music video of the song. If you're in Canada, Sony Music Entertainment blocks some videos on the official Dido Youtube Channel ("This video contains content from Sony Music Entertainment. It is not available in your country.") but some same videos are not blocked on her website, such as Here With Me.

Still, no big loss because I personally didn't find the videos particularly inspiring... But that VOICE! Something between sensual lounge singer and angelic choir with that slight echo you get from acoustics in a cathedral. Or something like that.
Sure, some of the songs sound kind of samey -- but there's a warmth and allure in that voice that makes you just want to stay and curl up and listen and wish it could wrap arms around you and be reassuringly there like a loyal lover as you drift into sleep.
It makes me nostalgic... for something... I can't put my finger on it.

Anyway, go listen to it!

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