Harvey Milk's "A Small Turn of Human Kindness," is the difference between watching a movie like Irreversible vs. watching a movie like Independence Day... Both good films, however the first stimulates a foreign mixture of emotions that require you to sleep it off, whereas the latter concludes with you feeling comfortable with the fact that your a lazy, wasteful, culturally sequestered American who has sat through this fucking movie way too many times in his/her life!... So, I think you get the idea, "A Small Turn of Human Kindness," is as dense and as heavy temperamentally as it is musically... The seven songs so subtly bleed together that the listener has no choice, but to view the entire album as a linear orchestration with a singular ebb and flow... A rising an falling action, refined to hell and back.. And so, all of these things lead me to believe that any and all true Harvey Milk fans will eventually argue this record as the band's finest work... Or at least the vinyl version will become the quintessential mantle-piece for a generation of suburban children slumming it in the inner city... you know who