In 2006, The D Man wrote the following about Sparklehorse's fantastic album, Dreamt for Light Years in the Belly of a Mountain:
Indeed, many of these songs sound as if they were composed in the belly of a mountain, dew-eyed from ages of Van Winkle dreaming and obscured by the depths of the earth. Mark Linkous has been called reclusive, and there is a hermit-like quality to his music that echoes from forest hollows—intimate, unsettled, lonely but cautiously hopeful. And perhaps it is the few streams of hope that bubble up to the surface, through the static, which makes this record so fresh and vital—unlike past efforts, Linkous seems slightly reborn after sleeping for so long.
Unfortunately, Linkous could never escape his constant battle with depression and other demons. Like many gifted artists before him, he will best be remembered through his music. Enjoy The D Man's favorite Linkous moment below. May your shade be sweet.
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