Music of Solitude, or the human condition?

Reading this trilogy is a Definition experience for anyone who has spent time face to face with the pensive South Western border landscape, or for anyone attuned to human solitude in various forms. I am particularly fascinated by the sparse, seemingly inarticulate dialogues. They generate a poetic rhythm rarely found in contemporary literature, a dazzling game of improvization against dark backgrounds. As a musician and immigrant from Europe (at odds with some current literary mannerisms) I find McCarthy's style powerful, pure, and highly stimulating.