This didn't sniff the top of any of the decade wrap-ups floating around the interwebs. Some albums and tracks benefit the from the timing of their release, a fact I like to internally deny as I try to discern if this one will "hold up". So I'm letting my guard down, because in March 2014, this one barreled into my headphones and tore at the seams of every emotion that filled the space of those lonely months. It's not Granduciel's mastery of texture that keeps you coming back, beautiful and foreboding as they may be. Somehow, it's his voice that turns these tunes into landscapes of some memory that you would have sworn had slipped but are so grateful to find hanging on.
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2014, Secretly Canadian