Sun Spin: Tricky

WHEN THERE'S TRUST THERE'LL BE TREATSWHEN WE FUNK WE'LL HEAR BEATS Some albums are islands. Even if they leave breadcrumbs hinting at their origins we inevitably lose our way once we hit the water's edge. Despite their tectonic heft, these sorts of sonic landmasses tend not to be touchstones. Oh they're plenty inspirational and copyists abound but the original work floats out there all by its lonesome just the same. There's few better examples of such isolated perfection than Maxinquaye...

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