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I have only a small number of things in common with our lord, our leader, our saviour Philip Leigh and one is an absolute adoration of a previous Benoit Pioulard album ‘Lasted’ which I said way back in 2010 was “where wistful songwriting meets evocative warped ‘70s Polaroid nostalgia meets scratchy bedroom electronic noises”.
Mr Pioulard (real name Thomas Meluch) has returned with a record partly recorded whilst living on the south coast of England (I think the lad’s American you know). Like ‘Lasted’ it veers between drones, ambience pieces and gloriously faded and frayed homespun pop. There’s bits of Boards of Canada and early Bibio here especially in the instrumentals, the vocal tracks have beautifully played acoustic guitars and whispered melancholy vocals which recall most closely Jose Gonzalez.
The whole thing is shrouded in fog and mist rather like that glorious first Songs of Green Pheasant album. It’s all rather lovely and makes me want to run far from this brutalist hellhole, call up a favourite person and trudge the length and breadth of Saddleworth Moor armed only with an egg stottie and a flaskful of milky tea. It’s that kind of album. If you liked ‘Lasted’, you will like this too, it doesn’t perhaps hit the songwriting peaks but in no way should that prevent you from purchase. Recommended.
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