I remember a conversation about eleven years ago when someone asked me if I liked Goldfrapp and it didn't really register in my head. I listened to their first record Felt Mountain today and I can finally reply that I really do. The record sounds like an imperfect, marriage between John Barry and Portishead but also a dream of its own. I'm looking to buy a copy of my own soon to further immerse myself in it. It doesn't really sound very good on a Pub Jukebox (headphones is its natural environment), but this is my own small discovery for today.
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