I’m not sure what I think the most beautiful song I’ve ever heard is, but I know my mind usually goes to two songs:
Pastoral, by a man who went by the name of Moondog. He was a legendary blind composer, playing on the streets of New York City between the late '40s through to the early '70s.
He’s kind of a “your favorite musician’s favorite musician’s favorite musician” figure, and was known to play several instruments of his own invention (one of which I believe is used in this song, but I’m not sure). This is a very minimal song, but beauty doesn’t always demand grandeur.
Second would be Slips Away by Peter Silberman, the lead singer of a band called The Antlers (who also have a bunch of really moving tracks in their discography).
This one is also very simple, and quite melancholy, but I think it says all that needs saying. If I have a funeral when I pass, I’d really like this to be played at it.
Ill mind of hopsin 7. It’s about his journey to find God, only to hear nothing and return to his life of enjoying things but acknowledging that if God is there and wanted us to live different, then he wants God to tell us this directly instead of being cryptic.
Its impact is especially felt by listening to the album in order. Because the whole thing is a metaphor for an abusive relationship told through the lens of a cancer patient and her caretaker.
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