For me, hearing musical instruments accompany a terrific voice are just the icing. The voice is the cake. Back in 1990, I heard a 20-yr-old and thought, hmm, I like that voice. I never needed to hear a piano or a sax or a guitar accompany her voice. Simply hearing her voice...Alone...Completely stripped of any other sound than its own was fine with me. I'm not 100% certain it sounds the same today. But, hey, no aspect of man's body is the same as it was 20+ years ago. Suffice it to say that I am just eternally thankful to hear her voice of old in its bare and stunning and incredibly beautiful state.
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: her VOICE. Stripped naked.