Noodling orchestral electronica might be the best attempt to categorise Olaf Hund, slipping the net time and again when defiantly and impulsively waving a maverick’s baton guided by a fractured imagination. From concert hall solos, trip hop solitude and the very Doop-like ‘Incomplétude’, to Gallic, accordion-pirouetting waltzes fitted with high voltage breakbeats, (‘Valseuse’ is the epic, doomed piano powerhouse that comes from absolutely nowhere), swift bursts (the closing car-horn meltdown ‘Java’) and prolonged discoveries, Hund revelling in enigma variation will stick in as many heads as it will fly over them.
3 Out Of 5
Reviewed By: Matt Oliver