This is the dazzling second solo album from the lips, lungs and string slinging fingers behind 80's French Zeuhl masters Uppsala, who've had both their albums shared previously on Mutant and also got name-checked in another of today's French shares. Left to his own devices, Cauvin generates strangely shaded and emotionally wrenching vignettes that braid idiosyncratic avant folk runs reminiscent of Quebec's Conventum against ravishing and quizzical falsetto vocal embellishments and musical interventions that suggest the direction taken on King Crimson and Peter Hammill outings from the same period.
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