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Direct and Daunting. Simple and Strong. Raw and Rare. An album so personal and painful in subject matter, that even a casual listen feels almost unbearably voyeuristic. Truthfully, I can't bring myself to listen to this album more than once every year or so.
Rest In Peace to Geneviève Castrée and to every person who you think about when you listen to A Crow Looked At Me.
This is an incredible album, but rating it feels wildly inappropriate. James Loves You