I think one effective part of this instrumental is the fact that everything is simple at first. The song creeps in at a steady rate, not too fast, not too slow, just right. As the beat comes in my head doesn't even nod. My mind just slows down and I continue to enjoy the humming and the perfectly placed keys. The birds come in to the picture and it doesn't throw the groove off one bit. Mr. Withers put me in a trance and introducing the disorder of nature didn't disrupt that whatsoever. This dusty tune established isn't getting touched by anything.
The dialogue comes through at the halfway point, and again fits perfectly. In the same way all the elements of the beat are trippy and unclear so are the vocals. "what we was trying to..." is all I can place. And the conversation comes in.
"Ah sure seems like a long time ago. Funny how time just dance by"
And through other indistinguishable sentences I am only made curious. Part of me is frustrated and wants to know what is it those men are saying? What life experiences could they be reminiscing on? And the other part of me takes over to relax, to sink back into the music, just as the volume starts to sink.
The track fades and so does my consciousness, as a perfect tune to fall asleep to plays along with the afternoon light of a Summer day.
