
Urban Hymns feels like the precise moment the sun begins to burn through a thick layer of morning fog over a concrete skyline. It is an album of immense scale, where the intimacy of a man with an acoustic guitar is suddenly swallowed by a tidal wave of orchestral strings and swirling, delay-drenched electric guitars.
There is a profound sense of triumphant sadness here; it is music for the moments when you are most aware of your own fragility but feel strangely invincible because of it. It captures the grit of the street and the vastness of the sky simultaneously.
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