To be perfectly frank, I’m not really one for instrumental music, in the same way I’m not fond of pictures that don’t have something big and obvious upfront. My attention span is such that I find myself lapsing into a coma after little more than five-minutes of nobody talking. So whilst I’m perfectly pleased to learn that Brighton DJ, Simon Green has been self-producing, self-playing and self-abusing since the tender age of eighteen, it still fails to lift what is a very warm and emollient collection of faintly eastern downtempo tunes that could have provided some excellent source material for Joshua Davis, but which in their present condition, fail to really command. If anything, the focus is a little too soft, the highs, the mids and the lows all quietly absorbed into a stream of frothy cellos, murmuring keys, muffled bass and swelling chimes. Not even the lively, jazzy noodlings of ‘Animals’ lifts it either. Clearly its very pretty, and ‘Kiara’ and ‘Black Sands’ dwell on the kind of circular hooks that make the likes of Nitin Sawhney such a joy, but the overall product is somehow lacking. It’s laptop music for a lapdance generation – and without the thrill of the chase or the overspill of tension it’s not big on fulfilment. 
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