I'm not sure why, but the arrival of cooler weather seems to make me want to listen to my Sting albums. And that's fortunate, because I don't think he's made an album I don't like.
Last year's "If On A Winter's Night..." is one of the most perfectly-named albums I've ever listened to. I am saving this one for the proper cold weather, but I bought it last year and found it to be the most aptly-titled album I own. It was marketed as a Christmas album but is anything but. It's a frigid winter album -- a low-key record that has an ambience to match the cold, windy, and desolate winter outside your window.
I wrote a review on Amazon when I first bought it, so I'll leave it at that.
