Our dear scandinavian friends have presented us with another record of luminous and ethereal beauty. Sally Shapiro is the pseudonym of a mysterious singer (some people even say that she doesn't really exist, as she refuses to make live appearances or give out her real name), but whoever she is, this album is the first u.f.o. experience of the year, sounding from out of this world and time. With the help of Swedish producer Johan Agebjörn, she delivers candid and melancholic songs in a disarming and innocent voice, full of 1980's electro synthesizers and heavily influenced by italo-disco. Coming from a place of its own, it won't change the world, as it's too delicate for that. But it definitely does make the air around much more breathable. (8,5/10)
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