Thanks Muff Fitzgerald for this lovely review. Well more of a full-on psychoanalysis of Phil really.
“Looking into Langran’s brain is rather like looking into the Chauvet Cave with a torch. Marvels that shimmer with great beauty are painted on the walls of his occipital lobe, reflected in the flickering flames of his calming songs. Beautiful plumes rise and billow with the wind and then disperse like motes of dust. Just like us.”