Jackie, some people are really shallow and love long penises.
Tracks. Long tracks.
But it really just comes down to more to love, quite honestly, with myself anyway. To relate to something recently that has me a little disappointed, Thomas Giles' new album Modern Noise is absolutely amazing, I think. But I cannot help but feel a bit let down when it ends so abruptly (46 minutes). It's probably what little of the prog addict that's left in me being spoiled, but I always think "Man, I would LOVE it if this album lasted a bit longer"; whether that means a couple more tracks or each track itself being a bit lengthier (my personal preference). Either way, I'm just excited to have a lot of music to listen to even though I'm not sure whether I'll like it or not. Is that such a bad thing? Now, if it ends up that I hate this album, then sure, I'll eat my words and cede. I just don't see that happening with the man's track record for my own tastes and especially with recent endeavors. They mean something...if I end up liking the music. I'm going to err on the side of optimism and say I probably will.