“iii” begins as the type of track you’d like to build a summer home in. There’s plenty of space there among the squeaky-fingered classical guitar, the subtle accordion, the aaahing choir and moaning wind. The ambience lends the track a distinct sense of place, enough psychological real estate to open a subdivision in your cerebral cortex. Piano takes over around the five-minute mark, descending like a long delayed act of God, but never lowering the property value.
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