The first and the best Angels of Light record stands somewhere between the haunting atmospherics of Soundtracks for the Blind, the intimacy of Drainland and a newly found folkishness. Like all the band's albums, it's too long for its own good, with too many ideas being repeated too many times (though sometimes the results are excellent), ending up as a chaotic mess rather than the strong statement it's supposed to be. Still, given everything, it's definitely worth a listen, if only to hear for yourself what exactly was keeping Gira busy during all those "Swans Are Dead" years.
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