A mesmerizing work of profound beauty. Stripped of some of the ambience that had filled the soundscapes of his previous albums, the guitar playing on Letting Go stands alone, stark and highly melodic, lonesome and ghostly, evoking a sense of absence and longing. Wordless melodies weave in and out of compositions where the interstices can be as affecting as the notes themselves. Pedigo’s fingers pick a path between Fahey’s slow introspection and young Kottke’s joyous struts, coming to a sound more in line with William Ackerman’s early works.
