In anticipation of this records momentous and triumphant release, I purposefully blinded myself in order to heighten my sense of hearing, and thereby enjoy every well placed note and haunting melody of this inordinately beautiful album all the more.
To this day, I have no regrets.
Breathtaking sunsets, sun kissed beaches, stunning mountain vistas, and even the smiling faces of my own small children simply cannot compare to this work of modern musical genius, easily comparable to, if not surpassing - in their pure, unbridled genius - any work of Mozart, or even the SpongeBob Squarepants theme tune.
This record truly is an unexpected oasis of love and talent, shimmering defiantly in an arid desert of blasé pop.
After my (excruciatingly painful) blinding, the first thing I trained my Guide Dog to do was locate, load and play this album.
This took two weeks to perfect, and during that time I forwent food, water and sleep; surviving only on the wholesome nourishment for the soul that this record provides.
Occasionally, in the dark, brief span of silence between tracks, I feel a crushing heartache induced by the knowledge that I'll never love anything or anyone as much as I love this record.
This searing sorrow is eclipsed, however, by the pity I feel for anyone who hasn't yet heard this superlative album, and who hasn't basked in the undying love that Katie and Pete have for each other.