A light and breezy record that defined summer for me as Bibio sounded more focused than ever before. Could pitch this as the best lo-fi release of the year or something but it's more important to just let it blow in the wind. However, the good thing is it stands up instead of blowing over. Shit, have I just committed journalistic suicide?
I haven't been feeling as keen I was on his output since 2009's Ambivalence Avenue which was so twee and sickly that I was full of glee. A Mineral Love is a return to form in which Bibio most certainly keeps things soft but soulful and in the shade. But not so much in the shade that you can't feel the sunshine. Shit, have I just committed journalistic suicide?
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