This one took me a while to get to, both to listen to and to write about. Now that I'm
here, I realize that it's perfect for this format. Short, coherent, and understated.
Each song on this album is like a different facet of our protagonist's experience, which when seen as a whole paints a picture of a disillusioned artist longing for some kind of enlightenment. Even though these songs are all based off very specific life experiences, it all strikes a chord with me. Supertramp has a way of speaking to the creative in me and stir up universal feelings. To bottle up a little piece of the human experience and to deliver it in album form. In other words, he is literally me.
At first I didn't like this album, but given a little love and patience, Even In The Quietest Moments revealed it's gifts.