The soundtrack to our days

Unless you’ve been on another planet over the last week, you’ll have heard Adele’s new song – easy on me, either first-hand or through the warbling of a friend, family member or passer-by. The monumentally successful artist – her album, 21, is the 21st century’s best-selling album – who has 15 Grammy awards adorning the fireplace (downstairs loo/purpose-built cabinet – it’s anyone’s guess) in her Beverly Hills mansion, is back with a new album following five years of near silence. Whether or not she’s your cup of tea, Adele hasn’t been one to fall into the rhythm of so many artists who churn out album after album, all completely indistinguishable from one another. This album, like its predecessors, has been reportedly moulded by her own recent heartbreak (Adele has been married and divorced since her last album) and is likely to be the soundtrack to any emotional turbulence millions of people over the world endure over the coming years.

The latest chapter in Adele’s emotionally turbocharged ‘shampoo in hand, solo shower performance’ collection of albums got the BlytheRay team talking about the albums that we find ourselves reaching for time and time again:

Megan wasn’t forthcoming with a concrete answer, but did mention Now 51, so whether in jest or not, the first answer has been accepted.

Said was on holiday at the time of writing: We’re going to reliably assume it is something written by The Weeknd.

Sarah hmmed and aahed, but eventually landed on Hot Fuss by The Killers or Rumours by Fleetwood Mac, because they “objectively slap”.

Alice opted for Kind of Blue by Miles Davis. When justification was requested, Alice simply said: “Because it is objectively one of the best albums ever recorded”.

There were some comparatively contemporary entries of Swimming by Mac Miller from Maddy and Without Fear by Dermot Kennedy from Alastair.

For Naomi, it was a tossup between Stripped by Christina Aguilera and These Streets by Paolo Nutini.