On Ulrich Schnauss' third album Goodbye, he gently fades away from Boards of Canada style breakbeats and deep into a shoegaze slumber that drifts gently into an ethereal realm slightly reminiscent of Enigma, Ultravox, and at its most lush moments, Enya. Yes, Enya, but maybe only if she were to be produced by Kevin Shields. Breathy keyboard pads are at the forefront and this results in a more sleepy retro vibe derivative of '80s new age, which might be the trouble with this record.
The problem with all those early-1990s "Scene That Celebrates Itself" bands wasn't so much the music as their habit of staring at their shoes while sporting appalling bowl cuts. Ulrich Schnauss is the solution: shoegazing music played by a sensible-looking human, and not on guitars but synthesisers, which make it impossible to gaze at footwear. Schnauss sounds like a cross between Chapterhouse, My Bloody Valentine circa Soon, the Cocteau Twins and Enya, chugging along on barely audible Balearic beats.