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I’ve been besmitten and besotted by the latest release on the unimpeachable Kranky for a goodly number of weeks now.  It hovers spectrally and improvisationally in the void between Charalambides’ bewitched folk, Double Leopards’ buzzy drones, and Sigur Ros’s blurry wordlessness.

Anyone expecting “Vevor of Agassou” to be a tribute to a Glasgow Celtic centre-forward would be doubtless disappointed by the ambling acoustic guitar and ethereal cooing on show, not to mention the lack of boozy terrace chantability; although others (including those with less of an interest in the minutiae of Scottish football) will probably be more than happy.  “Faeries” is a beehive lullaby to lead into “Bune”’s nightmare (pitched somewhere in the vast spectrum between live Fennesz and live Hendrix).  The never dull eighteen minute epic with the t tl w th al th l tte s mi s ng is next, incorporating Fahey, tweeting, groaning, and some vaguely prog keyboard sounds, before “Sighns” collapses the delicate construct with an unwordly gust of tremulous guitar.

Lichens is Rob Lowe, ex-Ninety Day Men, sometime TV On The Radio collaborator.  Omns is his masterpiece, some time soon I suggest getting a copy.