This was a late entry into my musical universe. It may had been higher up if I had time to immerse myself in its dark reverberations. Its fractured obtuse sense of melody, filigree and shadow, sparse piano notes drifting on the wind. Keith Kenniff plays like Satie freed from ad breaks and muzak hell and sent tumbling through inner space. Stilted, angelic and frozen.
Goldmund – The Malady of Elegance
Goldmund - Myspace Page
Tony Heywood (C)