In many ways, House Music feels like a Bell Orchestre reboot. Having started informally in the early '00s as a loose group of musicians who occasionally provided score for various friends' art projects, it wasn't until 2003 when they had reached a point of cohesion they undertook the recording of their first album. But then something quite momentous happened.
Listening to a new album ought to feel like an event. It ought to be an event. In these days of disposable music and decreasing attention spans it does us good to be stopped in our tracks by beauty in songs and by albums crafted to be exactly that: albums. It wasn't so long ago that an album would be encountered and enjoyed in a single sitting, whole, and that once listening was complete 'play' would be pressed once again on the CD player, or the needle set back to the beginning of side A on an LP so that the whole experience could be had again and new facets of music or flashes of brilliance to surpass and delight might be discovered.