OK, so I hired a consultant.
A consultant is someone who takes the watch off your wrist, then tells you what time it is. The session waxed and waned with reason and eloquence, each of us by turns expressing the advantages and flaws, which boiled down to this essence:
Me: I dont wanna.
She: You gotta.
She got under a thick layer of reluctance by simply saying that it's not about me, it's about the songs.
Sneaky, that woman, and worth every dime I owe her.
