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Inlets “In Which I, Robert”

Robert is a nervous, uncomfortable guy, and that could translate into seeming a bit creepy. That much is clear in the first few measures of “I Which I, Robert,” before the vocals come in. The song kinda lurches and skulks around with an odd grace. You can picture the guy’s body language as an ugly awkwardness so lived-in that it appears natural, almost beautiful in a way. The lyrics add dimension to the character, and makes him rather sympathetic, but so much of this is in the way they sketch out this person and his interior life with instrumental parts that work much like the gestural lines of a cartoonist.

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