Moving from pure spirit celebration to chilly internal self-doubt. Happy holidays! Actually, I love this song. It's like a wave that starts as a little stirring in the backwaters and then suddenly crashes over you. So glad they don't repeat the big crescendo.Low certainly has a way with pacing. And harmony too. And as indie-tragic as the lyrics may be, there's a certain beauty in sullen imagery that reaches desperately for nobility. Surely, we've all been that poor fool on his back counting stars. Now go feast. See you back on Monday.
