I don't know what it is about the gorgeous Sharon Van Etten's voice that unfailingly turns me to jelly, but it does. And, hands up, I've not had a crush on a "pop star" like this since the days of Debbie Harry, so I guess that's also part of the effect.
So when she tackles one of the most beautiful songs ever written by my main man, Nick Cave - with whom she's soon touring, frustratingly appearing nowhere near here - then I am always going to be in trouble. And so I was when I watched this just minutes after waking up this morning, all confused and ugly with bed-hair. It's an incredible performance.