Well you know it was coming and if you didn't know, now you do.

History in the making, I've completed the first ever dynamic rendition of a musician whom I am certain should be remembered as one of the "Greatest Creators," of the 21 century.

Though it is true, I've wanted my own name in that number, I have not come close to achieving the level of innovative, inspiring and creativity as the industrious and luxurious, Norah Jones.

There are over 1,735 images associated with Norah Jones on DeviantArt.com and I think it is nice to be able add my name to the number of artists that appreciate her contributions to the world of creative innovation.

I am particular fond of Norah graffiti by ShinodaArts and Norah Jones by Zindy. Venessa Weuffel's rendition is tasteful as well and I think these pieces really capture what she is capable of as a musician. 095-Norah Jones by Naina Art is pretty amazing as well; and we can't forget Leafar18.

After completing my representation of Norah Jones, I am still unsure as to what I should present the work as, Can I be satisfied with just calling it "Fan Art?"

 A dream discussion with a person who has never really placed herself in the presence of people outside of music?

I was a young man when I first heard her sing and thought her 'husky,' voice was the siren call needed of time to help people think of better things. Her songs always opened the door for people to have a "reel," conversation. To poise questions about love, built upon friendships, developed in time and only lasting because of the effort of those in the relationship and their reliance upon each other. I sit here wondering if she ever found that kind of love, friendship, connection with someone as the songs she sang of.

I must have been 16, when I first heard her sing, "Come away with me." A very original song, which put me to sleep at night 'warmly,' for a long time. I find it interesting that it's been nearly fifteen years and she has not ceased to please my ears. Being so young, no woman, my age or older would have taken me seriously, not about LOVE or Romance. At least, they were not supposed to; it was because of Norah Jones, I got tired of playing with the hearts of women. I wanted a woman to love me and sing, "Virginia Moon," when we were fifty-four years married, through the ups and downs, the good and bad and watch the day break with Norah's sweet voice paving the way.

 Fifteen years of music and song writing and she began tweeting in 2009, that's nine years of advertising collaborations that have allowed her to jam with Andre 3000, Willie Nelson, Foo Fighters, and a number of other heavy hitters in American entertainment. With her ability to captivate so many people with her voice and written expression, with her command of the pen and lyrical prowess, had I been able to ensure her nomination, I would have put her name down for a Pulitzer Prize.

If anyone was to win a Pulitzer for their lexicon and musical talent, storytelling ability and dream weaving, it should have been her. Why are we afraid to support real stories?

I am not going to speak for anyone, I don't know Ms. Jones. I don't know how she feels about rappers and their claim to the world of music, especially since she is a sensation all on her own, with diction that allows her to be understood in any universe not just one section of it.

That being said, I wonder how she feels about the world rewarding skills that are not universally appreciated?

I loved her rendition of Black Hole Sun, conducted at (Detroit Fox Theatre 5.23.17) It is interesting to know she'd give such a tribute to Chris Cornell, considering this is the same woman who sang "Turn me on," and "What am I to you?" After such sweetness found in the twang and her connection to jazz, blues, and country and ballads, one begins to expect songs like "Will you still love me tomorrow," and it becomes a pleasant surprise when you know she has the ability to rock your world with "Happy Pills," twirl you around with her pink ribbons and "Help you make it through the night slow."

In truth I don't care how she croons, shuffles and jives, she has the skills and delivery that would have me insist, "I’ll Be Yours Tonight."