D’Angelo was never about noise. He was about mood. The kind that settles in your chest and stays long after the record ends. He had a voice that could make you pause mid-conversation. It wasn’t clean or polished. It was human, like a whisper that still carried a storm. You could never really figure him out, and that was part of the spell. Most artists want to be seen. D’Angelo wanted to disappear inside the sound. He played like he was talking to something higher. When he san

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