A hauntingly beguiling softly swirling shadow play graced and toned in past life ghosts and memories all acutely seasoned in a noir traced majestic and timeless tapestry of an impacting symphonic shimmering spirited in regret, revenge and romance. Admittedly not as dark or fitting as Spectres offering via Sonic Cathedral but still immeasurably better than the lame Sam Smith Bond by numbers disappointment, this is Radiohead’s abandoned theme for ‘Spectre’ – a wound licking bruised beautiful echo tenderly traced in the emotional vulnerability of an ‘in rainbows’ crafting. Adored in a word and a fitting homage that harks back to the mystery, macabre and magic of Barry’s scintillating choreographing of the protagonists suave, cold and cooled inner detachment.    

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