October 28, 2002
i have nothing to say and i'm saying it
Mogwai's my father my king provides a fine example of the power inherent in the absence of sound - once the track stops you're left there breathless, suddenly aware that you can hear nothing, but suddenly aware that you can hear everything around you.
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