source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/neate_photos/3407351899/here's the thing, we think that to fully appreciate this song in particular and the DPs in general, one has to understand that here's a band riddled with a saudade sense of nostalgia, the type of people who believe that pain and suffering are the necessary preludes to love and happiness, those who believe that suffering or its likes provide the most reliable basis of integrity for all good (read "real") artforms. it's important to note that this album was released in tape form over and above the usual modes. nothing is more personal if not more torturous than music on tape; the non-loop, non- shuffle nature of tapes makes it impossible for one to have a merely passing fling with an album. if you wanted to hear a song you HAD to apply both time and effort to seek it out...(cast your mind back to your first ever mixTAPE, it was a labour of love). we love this song, it reminds us of all those soft contradictions that all unusually beautiful things seem to possess. it fails the straight line test, veering off into different genres styles and beats. but after all is said and done, we just think that this is simply a beautiful love song, albeit not in your usual threads. we found ourselves immersed in this drumbeatted ode to all things melancolique and sentimental. violin concerto sounds sit ably and comfortably with the continuous drumbeat riff(?), dave longstreath and amber coffman's half-falsetto voice accompaniments provide the tail-end to the sometimes awfully intense overdubs that can make the DPs inaccessible. to some, the song may even sound choppy, with too many competing segments, all of them desperately trying to weave themselves into a coherent musical narrative. but we like that about this song, we love that about the DPs.
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