It's impossible to say anything about this album without confronting Antony's voice. It's an instrument that is singular in popular music. Fragile, yet strong, somehow conveying a deep sense of sadness underlying any words he may be singing. The arrangements are delicate, relying more on traditions of cabaret & contemporary classical than any immediate pop referents. The overall effect is that of music displaced in time. It could exist in the past or the future. My imagination sees Antony performing in a small cafe in the world of Bladerunner.
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