Francesco Galano of Salerno, Italy, throws open the window one last time before it gets too cold to let in the glorious fragrance and light of autumn before she turns into winter. With a half-dozen friendly, accessible tunes stretching over a succinct half-hour, the mood is consistently refreshing and optimistic. When the Clouds embraces the change in seasons and celebrates the beauty it crystallizes.
Although undeniably an album of electronica, the melody is inevitably provided by familiar if electrically-powered instruments like guitar and Fender Rhodes piano, giving each of his landscape miniatures a round fullness, the rhythm kept with irresistable crunchy beats, like thick morning frost crackling underfoot on a brisk morning walk.
There is no seasonal melancholy here, only exaltation. Glad to be alive.