“What are you supposed to do with a song like this? You can't gaze directly at it. You certainly can't cook dinner to it. How do you interact with it? You have to shut the door, close the browser window, stare at your hands. Sharon Van Etten sings like someone throwing a dirt clod in your face, and on "Your Love Is Killing Me", she performs violence on your ability to maintain composure. The song”
