Freakishly wintry to the last frozen drop, Mark Hollis‘ only post-Talk Talk release to date threatens to slow fade into an icy depth with every movement. Yet, like the wide-eyed living drowning in a piercing cold, there’s a constant fight for life and an even more constant beauty in recognition of the futility of struggle. Each new song wrenches added bleakness across the stark white-shadowed earth Hollis walks. This is rare music that delivers on the absolute seriousness of its intent. Infinitely useful on a blistery January night.
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