There is depth to the way London-based Bonam ply us with heavy percussion and electronic artillery so ‘Moving On’ feels like a rare case of a runaway train with a heart that is made for embracing. A lot is left up the listener, but then when they deem it necessary Bonam throw out the seductive feelers to have us smiling without any self-consciousness hampering the effect. I’ll have this by my side for some time. KH
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