McCraven knows magic comes from moments, none more so than that gorgous bassline that opens and closes the record. Instrumental hip hop takes on jazz noodling come through clear, with groove and dust and a sampler's sense of repetition and cratedigging hope. Crowd snippets reinforce that what you're hearing is created and curated, in that order.
Even though it's chopped after the fact, despite all the scraping explanations of improvisation, this knows the experience of live music better than most. You listen in involuntary anticipation of what's going to happen, and feel others hoping and feeling it around you, and trustfall into waves and waves 4/5
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