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Nick Drake / Pink Moon
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On his third and final album, Nick Drake sits alone with his guitar, creating music of haunting purity. Brilliant beyond compare, Pink Moon softly smolders with emotional power. It captures an infinitely talented artist in his most supremely honest moment, stripped of all pretense and orchestration. His songs of loneliness and isolation never sound self-indulgent, but rather innocent and sincere, as he delivers such lines as "Know that I love you/Know I don't care/Know that I see you/You know I'm not there." His guitar swirls and chimes in fluid rhythms, building an undercurrent of intensity that perfectly complements his sonorous vocals. This album represents one of the most perfectly realized recordings in the formidable singer/songwriter tradition, and thus explains why the magnitude of Nick Drake's music has finally begun to register, so long after his tragic death. --John Ballon (email)
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