“Old Town” starts off like a Leonard Cohen record, only not quite so croon-y and depressing. That feel wears off a little in the second act, but you never totally shake the reference. It’s Freeman’s voice, mostly. Although thinking about loss while looking at the water and doing “whatever it takes to get across,” that’s kind of a deep thought. So it’s the lyrics, too.
I adore this record. Please don’t mistake my brevity for indifference; it just leaves me speechless.
Recommended if you like: The Pogues, Bob Dylan, or Tom Waits. And, of course, Leonard Cohen.