@85aba34a Last month I learned my favourite artist (some 22 years now) is/was an alcoholic with severe depression, those despite her beautiful facade of happiness and a powerhouse of lungs. I had always found peace in her music. Thousands of hours listening to her, went to a handful of live concerts...I guess I never knew the lyrics or I was subconsciously comforted that she was just like me. I was living a lie while she sang about hers. It's one thing to listen, quite another to hear.