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Simon & Garfunkel – The Only Living Boy in New York (1970)

How it sounds; those echo chamber, sweet harmonies of longing and isolation, Simon’s a little boy lost, a lament and a longing; sweet, frail, child-like, moving. something is gone – Garfunkel – and he misses it, a delicate despair that is quiet and reassuring, the city is cold, its feelings locked away but he’s gonna try and let em out with his acoustic guitar and marching drum then one by one he breaks them down, melts their hard hearts, his voice a childhood memory.