I think it's a dreadful shame that this album has to bear the weight of being the biggest meme in the history of /mu/.
The album itself is actually a wonderfully cohesive and layered piece of work, with an abstract narrative that both jumps backwards and forwards through time and yet still manages to follow a linear and structured path over the course of its run. It manages to blend childlike innocence and wonder with such painfully adult themes (suicide, incest, the inevitability of decay, existential dread, the inescapability of time etc.) so seamlessly that it becomes almost too simple for its own good. I feel like it's the logical progression that folk music has been taking for a while now; initially it was grounded in the day-to-day of people and storytelling, then with the 60s revival it was about political upheaval, and now with this album it deals with the spiritual and transcendent, without loosing sight of what makes folk music so sincerely human in the first place. I could go on and on about the gorgeous instrumentation, the deceptively simple arrangements, the raw emotional power of the vocal delivery, or even the lyrics which paint painful realism through the surreal view of a child. If I could I would write a fucking thesis on this album.