My favorite part of this album is the opening track. It's the voices. The barely there background field recording of voices. Instantly there's that feeling of being stuck in an airport at four in the morning silently staring across the endless rows of seats to see a couple talking. It's not loud enough to hear what they're saying, weather they're upset or happy or what, all you can hear is the droning echo of their voices.

David Newlyn has a way of playing what alone could be simple (but a bit odd) elevator music but adding an element of dissonance and quiet drone. Backwards twinkles & gentle soft feedback under free-form slowly played piano or warbly barely modified acoustic guitar. The album as a whole is dream-like and beautiful but parts of it feel like more of the same. The piano is wonderful and enchanting there's times where it feels like my cd player has skipped back a few tracks. My biggest problem would have to be the mid-point track "Send Me a Postcard". The song adds odd sort of U.F.O. beats and throws away the piano (for the most part) for a strange synth. It really throws off the whole relaxed dream feel the rest of the album had been creating. It makes it's way back to course but unfortunately the mood is a bit too ruined, and nothing matches that haunting opening track (though "Temporary Home" would be the closest with it's breif sounds of cars passing slowly). Unfortunately the album closes with another U.F.O. beat jam reminiscent of some sort of Album Leaf b-side.

So all in all there's some great points to this album (I really can't stop listening to the opening track) but there's also a fair share of weakness on it. It's certainly good enough for me to seek out more of this man's work and it's simple dreamy songs-that-sound-like-colors feel makes it perfect for doing homework too. 6/10 -- Jordan Spencer (4 February, 2008)