I sometimes feel I need to shake myself like a wet dog after listening to Scott Walker, and, maybe, watch the droplets turn into glorious rainbows, transform into hummingbirds. Two lines into a Scott Walker song and you are immersed, taken into another, magical dimension. His perfect diction, histrionic delivery and psychedelic imagery are somehow “drenching” — that is the word that occurs to me. Scott Walker’s work is both unashamedly intellectual and emotional at the same time. His art is profoundly cathartic — a gift to the listener. He passed yesterday, but he sang songs about this moment a long […]
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