Disc two ‘Further’ is louder, more confident offering. Yet despite the harsh sounds on opening track ‘All Space’, ‘Further’ is arguably the more addictive listen. ‘You Can’t Be Everywhere He Said’, ‘Last Saturday’ and ‘Norwest Passage’ contain the kind of warmth missing from ‘Fall’, whilst ‘Everything Changes’ features cascading walls of enveloping darkness. " (Jon Leonard)
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"Combining the aching slow core artistry of early career Codeine enhanced by the strangely mournful warmth of Roy Montgomery, what strikes you about ’fall’ is its relative quietness, almost like a murmur the melodies meander majestically like skirting eddies across an arid landscape, part tender part hollowed, the softly tendered melodies are fractured by silent pauses endowing an almost respectful resonance especially on the opening cut ’still water’. All at once elegant and eerie these aural eulogies or rather more spectral memorials captivate and caress with solemn repose as though pining for something long since lost or signifying a moment captured frozen for all time."
"Disc 2 - ‘further’ - features 10 compositions that more or less confirm and consolidate Attwood as one of the scenes leading exponents of mood evoking atmospherics. All the trademarks tricks are here providing a rich and varied aural canvas - from the statue-esque and radiant ‘moderna’; the meditative cavernous sculptures (‘all space’); the daintily treated frosted pastoral plateaus (as on the Barry meets Mancini numbed shimmer of ‘amateur’) to the pirouetting opines as on the ethereal and evocative shade wearing Gnac like ‘norwest passage’ with Attwood mercurially orchestrating the parched, the porcelain and the perfect. Highlights indeed reveal themselves in the guise of ‘you can’t be everywhere he said’ and ‘everything changes’ - the former a smoking dream-scaping haze of caressing curvatures scratched tenderly and bathed by fuzz shimmies the latter festooned in all manner of lunatic swirls of the bliss out chamber psyche grooves. File under cerebral chill out pop" (Mark Barton)