Let’s first point out the obvious here. Eva Stone, or, if she goes by her real name, Amy Holford, can fucking sing. I mean, she’s got a unique set of pipes. On top of that, she has fluid fingers for her piano and guitar prowess.

Now, the more intangible things—the thing with this girl is passion. The thing with this girl is soul. The thing with this girl is musicianship. The thing with this girl is that I think I may love her. I feel her pain. He’s gone, she’s all alone, bearing her soul for the listener to grab and wring for their delight. She’s as vulnerable as she’ll ever get. It’s beautiful.