Monday, 9 August 2010

There's a scary beauty in the burial albums that I'm yet to hear anywhere else.

As im sitting on a packed commuter train, he transports me to another world with music that almost audibly breathes, there is so much space, so much suggestion and so little imposition to his work that it could be misconstrued as plain.

In fact, that craft of not smothering sounds and letting your mind fill in the gaps is something special.

I'll never stop being fascinated with the exceptional craft on display in all of his work and trying to explain the remarkable feelings I get as I listen.

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