When it comes to music, I am definitely a love it and play it on repeat until the album is both distinct and a musical blur.
Currently on that loop is Sharon Van Etten.
I saw her incidentally as the opener for the hauntingly legendary, Nick Cave. At the time her music was sweet, but dwarfed by the venue and her all together unassuming nature.
At home, her music exchanged some of its sweetness for a deep running sorrow and a rawness fitting of smoked earl grey tea and quietude.
Start out with Tramp, and if you like it, work your way back.