Scott Walker - "Farmer in the City"... the vast sounding cello drone which introduces it, the immense drum rolls, "remember that dream- we talked about it so many times", the way the lyric twists between the explicable and his own private language, the woodwind counter-melody in the second versethe see-sawing strings, the shattering crescendo... "it was the journey of a life..."
Ricardo Villalobos - "Dexter"... its icy synth riffs hang in the air like tears in pools of chilling reverb, picking out that beautiful, hymnal melody. Incredibly simple but basically unimprovable.
David Sylvian - "The Only Daughter"... the double take between calming music/gentle major key and ragingly angry/sinister lyrics, enunciated in a drained, anaesthetised 4am croon: "render the vow- its my home now, this, your one and only warning, please be gone by morning..." "The penny's dropped..."