"Let The Blind..." is the sort of album, that when listened to in the appropriate context, will take you to places you didn't even know you wanted to go to. But when you get there and are immersed in this state of potential euphoria for the fifty plus minutes that the album spins, you realize this is exactly where you have always wanted to be while listening to an album of this nature. You almost find the music crawling inside your brain and massaging it, with all it's worries and concerns of the day, and eventually putting it to sleep, but it does that in the most appropriate and magnificently beautiful fashion. It almost brings with it a sense of childhood innocence, and not just because of the boy on the album cover, but in a most uncommon way it takes me back to my childhood and sheds light on the beauties of lying in bed with none of the worries of the world, or the simple pleasures of playing in the yard where your only duty is to make sure and come in for the home-cooked meal your mother just prepared.
All in all, this is an outstanding album full of layers of atmospheric soundscapes that lead the listener to a world of beautiful relaxation, in the most unboring fashion. And when it is all over, you're almost left breathless because of the workout you just got by ACTUALLY relaxing. How is it that Bradford Cox was able to construct an LP, that not only entrances your mind to a sleep like state, but keeps you on the edge of your seat anticipating the next sonic layer about to be spilled out onto you? The answer to that, we may never know, but we can continue to enjoy the fruit of his labor in the mean time. Bradford and my "Wild African BEAST", I salute you.
This album does kind of make my heart melt. Some how instently, wheather its taking me back to the days in my room or not, I have no idea why this album does what it does. I like this song too.
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