After dunking my head in the lavatory of a recent CD-r batch, it looks very much like dark ambient styled music is too hit-and-miss a genre to ever provide a good run of really strong full album releases. The palette is so narrow that it’s instantly, and always, straining at the seams of cliché the very minute it begins to spin. Too often it lapses into shadowy safe territory, and then just refuses to budge. Thankfully the Copenhagen based duo of Small Things On Sundays aren’t shackled by the postures inherent in the genre tag, though they share the same cloakroom.
Things begin absolutely outstandingly with the opening “Powerstation”, a drag of five minute moody stasis that confronts the clock – intimidating time to stand still. The next two tracks summon up remembrances of moody, early Warp, The Caretaker, apple-cored-out brass instruments and the shudder of reality just beyond the listener’s fingertips. The mid album blip of “Cavernous” shows how easy it is to slip over the line into ho-hum, being as it is a piece of overlong, incoming mild fog tipped over into boring horrorshow drones. The final two tracks, a couple of very interesting moment dappled slabs, definitely show that Small Things On Sundays are up on the plinth, while the rest of the crowd are cackling around the burning dumpsters of dark ambient drone.
8/10 -- Scott McKeating (9 June, 2010)