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I'm necrophiling this thread, because I'm deep into the 'Night Through' collection that sonicl mentioned, for the first time in a while, and god it is so fucking beautiful. He's not talked about nearly enough here.
Deserves the title of the most harrowingly mournful music I own, but in a way that is ultimately just not at all whiny, but rather just so moving and exiting and fundamentally HUMAN. Pure deconstructed emotion flowing out of the guitar, in ways that never cease to surprise me in its originality and scope. He plays guitar the way Miles Davis played trumpet at his best, and that is to me pretty much the greatest compliment I can give a musician.
I really need more of his stuff than I have now. Any especial recommendations people?
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