Esbjörn Svensson died yesterday, he was only 44, and I always think of you when it comes to Believe, Beleft, Below. You said you loved it, I think it was the first time I really stopped to listen properly and you were right, it’s a joy, another world between the storming Did They Tell Cousteau? and the uplifting Elevation of Love – it’s the kind of music to make me want to curl up and stop everything forever, because nothing I do will match its simple perfection.
I wanted you to give it a whirl, in his memory.
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