This is an intriguing album. Angil aka Michael Mottet is French but you’ll have to listen hard to hear a trace of an accent. Sonically, the album sounds as though it may be home-produced, so honest and vibrant are the sounds it delivers. On first listen it sort of flies by without ruffling too many feathers, but like all good records a second listen leads to a third and then a fourth and so on. In other words it buries itself in one’s mind and replays itself time and time again. It takes over…

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