Once again, the weather is depriving me of some of the atmosphere I require for my favorite entries. For instance, this Harvest Ministers single needs to be heard on a Walkman at twilight on a cloudy winter's day during the walk home from work. The temperature should be no higher than 40 degrees, and if there's a bit of mist in the air, so much the better. Yesterday, unfortunately it was 65 degrees (thats 18 Celsius), so my self-indulgent melancholies will have to wait. But I'm sure my wife is looking forward to them.

I think both Stewart and I have suggested that the second 50 Sarah singles were probably not as strong, as a batch, as the first 50. That said, there are certainly some wonderful records to be plucked out of the latter half; "You Do My World..." is the typical Sarah sighing over lost loves, but with folk instrumentation instead of jangly guitars. And it's nice. But for some reason, when that second acoustic guitar comes in at the end of the first verse, it absolutely breaks my heart. From there on out the song is just awesomely mournful, one of the easy highlights of the labor of love Matt and Claire so conscientiously fawned over for a few years.