Albums move us. Why else do we do what we do? The countless hours lost in the combing of
innumerable musical history. Some albums impress us. Others are brushed aside, or, at
times, are not ready to be fully understood or appreciated. Sometimes, however,
sometimes we stumble across a work that is so personally moving, so stirring, that we'd
be lying to ourselves to rate it any lower in some vain attempt at 'objectivity'.
"I Could Live In Hope" is that album for me. Low's phenomenal debut record resonates so
incomparably with me, that it's sheer personality and candid, tender honesty transcends
a mere "superb" experience. Nothing I've yet found is more subjectively personal,
movingly mundane (yes, You read that right), nor produced in quite the same intimate
manner. If one opens their heart (even moreso than their ears) "I Could Live In Hope"
is an invitation to a very personal, very lucid conversation with Alan Sparhawk and Mimi
Parker. - 4.8/5
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