This is how I imagine dying would be for Phillip Seymour Hoffman or River Phoenix; the basic hip-hop beat progresses slowly until, the foreboding drone of Gregorian chants from Dante's Inferno hangs like a shadow in the wind; the seductive melody and the unduly vinyl scratches and the seagulls flying over head... This song has so much audible imagery and the layers at the end is impeccable.
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