Once you turn 21, the world is your oyster. You can go to any booze-filled establishment without the looming worry of "will I get in?" You can go to a bar in the light of day without worrying that the sunlight will expose the fact that you have green eyes, though your ID says they're brown.
Sometimes it just hits me. When I look around me, see so much difficulty and strife in my own life, in my friends and the lives of others, in the country and the world, art always brings me around. Adele's sophomore album 21 does just that.
In an industry where recording artists are marketed to within an inch of their lives, it is a pleasant surprise when a real artist can excite music lovers largely on her engaging personality gifts as a singer.