There's a key moment in Jim White's fifth and latest LP, Where It Hits You, where the album pushes itself into emotional depths only hinted at in its opening sections. When the marching-band tempo of "Here We Go!" roils to a close, "My Brother's Keeper" kicks off the back third of the record and for a moment, it's like the sun has just dipped the last of its circumference below the horizon. Dusk . . .
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