Laden with suspended misty atmospheres that are pregnant with their own strange form of quiet suspense, Planetarium's stoned to the gills but uber restrained and stately form of proto-prog has a sort of dewy sun dappled lushness that I associate with passages of Ange's earliest work. Even when they decide to rock out, it's shot through with with a sort of sumptuous loftiness. Not 100% solid, but the best parts of this are so guilelessly sublime you'll wish they came in aerosol form...
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