Do you ever see some art pieces that are so aesthetically beautiful yet so superficial? Do you ever read a novel of 1000+ pages that builds to nothing except a striking amount of lush purple prose?
This album comes off as a wonderful block of time of devoted to ambient crooning with some stunning moments of the boundary-pushing production James Blake has been associated with for years. It is perfectly suitable for a bus ride as the wind blows snow as if it is the finest sand, or a night ... read more
The director's soundscapes are one of the few things in the world, including his films, to place me in a meditative trance, an introspective haze of Thai folklore, gay tigers, sleeping soldiers, and hospital pipes.
Listening to the title track sends me into another stratosphere of nostalgia.
How can such an incredible title track be a part of such a lackluster album???