For me it is the music of Tim Story, especially The Perfect Flaw -- the music is a kind of gentle, quiet chamber music, but there is a very uncomfortable and dissonant undercurrent to it. I tried to like it, decided that I didn't understand it, and cast it aside. But later, some passages from the album would creep into my head at odd moments -- when I was sitting in the neighbourhood diner, walking down a loney alley in the afternoon, for example -- and suddenly the music made complete sense. These are blissful, almost mystical, experiences that I haven't encountered with other musicians.