
As one may now fully expect of the omnipotent director of the Choir of Young Believers , Jannis Noya Makrigiannis (alongside his rotating cast of several), throughout sophomore full-length Rhine Gold rather feels like a hymnbook compiled over decades in place of a cohesive collection of stuff scribed in a minimal number of sittings. Indeed as indolent as it may be to even utter through affectionately stroked, beardy obfuscation that many moments sound as though penned by Robin Pecknold, it's a comparison that may well hound this otherwise episodically stirring release. More [...]