Damnit Steven, you've taken us on one hell of a ride. From start to finish, and back again, this playlist brought tears; it teased our emotions; I cried again; I called my family; other people also called their families -- like I said, it was charged.
It wasn't all waterworks though, there were moments when the pale floor beneath me transformed from sodden wood slabs to an electric dance-floor, donned in predictably black and white tiles. Perhaps I'm being dramatic, perhaps you haven't even listened to this playlist yet, perhaps even if you did I'd still take the kids and leave you with nothing because I swear you were looking at Christina in a way that you never looked at me.
Sorry. I need a minute. Just have a listen. Leave me.