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Boomkat Product Review:
There's a little discussed fetish amongst record collectors of a certain age that has festered too long on the fringes of our supposedly inclusive society. Whilst the CD is routinely slagged off as being a poor relation to Ye Olde vinyl, there's one glaring benefit people perpetually overlook; the smell of shiny CD booklets. Hmmmmmm. Rooted in the childlike thrill of a freshly opened pack of Pannini stickers, glossy booklets (the connoisseurs choice is still the Playgroup LP) have a scent which will forever mark an individual out as a child of the 80's. Well listen up; Delaney is gunning for them nostrils! As if that wasn't enough, there is some actual factual music contained within this fragrant parcel of joy. A 33 year old Parisian whose full appellation is Christelle Delaney, her eponymous debut album treads similar ground to that of a Gaelic Feist; predominantly acoustic pieces which starkly frames her voice to enslaving effect. Mainly French language (although there is the odd English piece and anyone who did GCSE's will have a fair stab at the meaning of 'Sur La Place Lili Boulanger'), Delaney's only drawback is the odd lapse into drive-time radio territory… but with that smell, I think we can let her off. Inhale!