Despite liking the idea of liking Sufjan Stevens, the reality of listening to one of his albums has never lived up to expectations for me. I felt the same way about Nick Drake, Bright Eyes and countless other well regarded singer-songwriters. The Ascension is different.
I sort of always have been but I’m really in the mood for spaced-out dreamgaze right now. Coronavirus continues to circulate and dominate our lives, autumn broods outside while we hunker, locked down, inside our houses. As with American Head, and to some extent Folklore, the soft keys and subdued mood of The Ascension fits 2020 perfectly for me.