"subwoofer-testing bass, lazy, stripped-back but swinging beats and a taste of Lebanon permeate all the cuts"

The album captures the infinite echoes of decades-old music, and weaves the still-resonating creativity into a wondrous, gaseous ambient odyssey.

"An opiated synth siren then provides a hypnotic rhythmic pulse for the atmospheric layering to cling onto, the succinct sound palette creating a mesmerising, quietly suspenseful slice of ambient electronica that locks you in and won't let go."

"star-bound ballads, weekend dance tracks and Afro-cosmic visions"

"Immediately kicking off with a pan-African fusion of highlife and desert blues, the lads get a nice, start-of night groove on, with Vervaeck providing some simultaneously lysergic and evocative guitar"

Sova in reflective, end of day mood; her politely insistent, felted piano refrain suggests the sofa is in order; Sam Torres seconds the suggestion by dimming the lights with a temple massaging sax line

"It’s a great intro to this singular soul artist, and a better-lit gateway to the murkier, deep soul depths of his back catalogue."

Electroacoustic adventures over, Nic Hyatt then sees this enlightened nu-vocal-jazz delight out with a poignant piano moment

"Berthling and Werliin perpetrating this year’s most lethargic yet hypnotic groove, whilst Bothén’s clarinet and Ambarchi’s Hammond-sounding guitar gently spar"

"The musicians eschew ego to become one, the pedal steel, sax, contrabass, piano and light-touch drums uniting in somewhat sentimental, smooth yet spiritual, mid-twentieth-century orchestral jazz fashion"

the cover art for Fatback Band's Spanish Hustle (Joaquin Joe Claussell Remixes) EP, showing a retro poster for Fatback Band, Spring Revisited: Spanish Hustle, with sepia band photo and a large close-up face.

"the distressed electroacoustic ambient atmospherics provide a threadbare, but cozy rug for Franzmann’s painfully shy vocals"

"all the tracks huddle together for the greater good, and provide a really lovely start to finish listen"

"the musicians decide undulating free jazz and an ambient noise outro is their answer to an "institutional music world", and I couldn't agree more."

"a somewhat resigned vocal refrain and acoustic guitar drag the song out of bed, before ordering a double espresso of low-key rolling beats and electric guitar"

the pastoral abstract-folk and ambient-Americana thread that glues the album's evocative field recordings and electronic tinkering together

post-rock reflection, the hypnotic kosmische groove of "Spiral" - perhaps my pick of the bunch, the acid-ritualism of "Hypogean" and the cosmic wonder of "Dark Alignment"

"The album is a wilfully meandering, compositionally playful, yet artistically serious slice of lysergic folk meets oddball, unhurried, stoner post-rock"

"the precipitation is nudged into the distance to make space for the early morning silence. Gentle synth tones float out of the apartment window to take in the fresh, damp air"

"the electronic augmentation shimmers, sparkles and glistens good-naturedly, and sounds echo into the distance, hanging in the air to accentuate the serenity, before their gradual, accepting descent into the sonic void."

"Reidy heads off on a solo mission to refract part of the collaborative work; first showcasing the "fundamental" with insistent, minimal electronic refrains that scurry over the more considered guitar"

"MemLoss continues Markarian’s well-honed line in post-glitch ambient minimalism."

"It's a simple, beautifully balanced spiritual jazz meditation, where less is more, ego was left at the door and which promises a long player that I'm sure will be worth the eight-week wait."

"Hockitay's music has never been about having the time of your life and pretending everything is wonderful, and the singular dirgecore that accompanies his wry observations reflects that"