Similar to an itch on the bottom of your foot that tickles when you scratch it. This album is unique and strong at the beginning. And, over time JNs voice and my love for it waned before it became bothersome and irritating. On the outside, a folksy singer with a high-pitched raspy and some whimsical voice singing extra long ballads with a harp sounds intriguing, yet in reality this album was an exercise in tolerance. I did make it through, but I am not going to listen to this again.