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The counterpoint is his doomy vocals. Between the sentient Casio keyboard demo of ‘Streetlight’, ‘Head Of The Country’, which throws shameless Heaven 17-like shapes, and the dour Magnetic Fields-like stomp of ‘Hey Moon’, this album is a an embarrassment of riches.
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