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Stephen Bruton’s examination of the life he’s led and the one he might not live to see receives a plaintive, nuanced reading by Bridges that is altogether shattering.
The pace is languid, funereal, and the manner in which Burnett combines the swirl of pedal steel guitar and percussion works up a dizzying, unsettling yet oddly sensual glow.
Bridges barely raises his voice above a whisper throughout, but he’s all heart, full of ache. And for a song that feels timed to one’s actual pulse, that’s of no small significance.