I recently turned a bunch of friends on to the true bummer trip that is Sinatra's "In the Wee Small Hours." Man, what a downer that one is. So all of these friends who always hated Sinatra (I was once amongst their ranks) we're really surprised by what they heard. But that album might be kind of an easy sell since it's heralded by most as his classic work. This one, however, is one that is often neglected. That's a mistake. It's on par with Small Hours in that it feels like it was recorded in a bottle of scotch and it's full of agony and torment. Basically, it's his concept album about a failed marriage and all of the fallout that comes with it. This still might be a little too schmaltz for some people but if you can get past that, you're faced with an album as bleak as anything Nick Drake ever did. Oops, I just noticed that I didn't tag the tracks when I ripped this. That's something I tend to forget. Oh well.