k.d. lang is one of those performers who elevates any material she works on. Her voice is reason enough to listen, no matter the song.
My favorite album of hers remains Absolute Torch and Twang, lang’s wonderfully titled 1989 release. As the title suggests, that record is a perfect blend of her country and crooner sides.
For some artists, I own everything they’ve ever released. If a new album comes out, I’m going to buy it, no matter what. With others, it’s more sporadic — I’ll own the “important” ones, the most beloved or critically acclaimed.
Then there are the one- or two-album wonders, performers who have extensive, well-respected catalogs but who for some reason never captured my attention enough to take hold. Jackson Browne and Tracy Chapman are great examples who leap to mind.
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