Structurally its onion-skin layers of crescendo, the absence of gaps between tracks and emotionally an almost painfully plangent euphoria the record it reminds me most of is Steve Reich's Music for 18 Musicians. An unassisted bike trip to raise money for the Happy Kids Centre. I cautiously and ungainly slip slided my way down the slope. Either one! You always think travelling when hungover is going to be fine, but it never is.
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