If I was told I could only listen to one artist for the rest of my life, it would take me approximately .09 seconds to ask for Nat. When I was a little girl, my sisters and I would listen to his Christmas album in our basement in the middle of July. Even if it was 95 degrees outside and we wore bathing suits and sunburns, hearing one song from that album would inspire us to tell my mom the basement "smelled" like Christmas. In college, Nat King Cole introduced me to an era of music that felt immediately like home to my old soul. Here is Johnny Mercer's "Autumn Leaves," sung by (if the link on the title will work) the velvet genius of the one and only Nat King Cole. It is, in my opinion, the perfect synthesis of emotion, lyric and melody.