Nils Frahm always tended more towards intimacy than gigantism, but this one is *especially* intimate, thanks to two technical features: the piano's strings were covered with felt, and microphones were buried deep inside the piano. That might sound accessory, but it isn't: every lil sound brings authenticity, whether it's lovely xylophone and glockenspiel additions, Frahm's breathing, or wood cracking. It's alive. So alive the record fortunately avoids the common pitfall of modern classical records: being a background listen.
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