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An hour into a plane ride from Salt Lake City to New York last night, this song, “Walk a Thin Line” from Fleetwood Mac’s Tusk, stopped me cold. I ended up listening to the song on repeat for an hour and a half straight, loving it more each time. It has this great lurching rhythm, a burdened gait, layers of falsettos, this whole mess of elements that congeal despite themselves. As my friend Kendel pointed out planes make us more prone to emotion — maybe that’s what it took for this song to hit the way that it did. But even here with my feet on the ground I can’t think of anything better.
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remarkable feeling discovering an old...first time. Thanks Yancey. yancey:
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say, but Tusk is well under rated imho. It is hard...what with all the thrashing
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