For all the praise I've heard about Mr. Smith over the years, I never fully indulged myself until just recently. His self-titled LP feels like a hangover set to sound with his soft voice lulling your ears into a somber slumber. The subtle intensity of opener "Needle In The Hay" keeps me waiting for the moment when he unleashes that fiery passion hidden behind the slow plucks of the acoustic as his voice slowly gains momentum, but he never quites let's it loose. That's the beauty of this track - never quite knowing what comes next from Smith.
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