Impressed
Enjoyed this so much more than 'Selected MP3s.' Had this on the iPod for weeks during a lengthy business trip.
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c'mon with the moby
The most overrated artist of all time. Own it? He doesnt even rent a mailbox. The most vapid, emotionally obvious garbage afloat on the Hudson..
90s revival anyone?
This record is difficult to hate (sorry robotunderground, the Moby comparison is especially egregious). You will probably love it, if you hanker after an 90s deep house sound, with liquid honey vocals. The comparison that springs to mind is some of Matthew Herbert's work.
awesome
great album! great sounds! This is why Mr. Ripatti has been a signature figure in electronic music since 2000.
Not awesome
Same beat with exception to the 'Dying' track and the last track. Moby doesn't own electronic music but he might as well if this passes for it.
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