The snowy, dronal Aeolus from London-based ambientalist Moon Zero made for an introduction that was rousing as it was disconcerting. And as the elliptical wizard beyond the lunar moniker returns with the similarly monolithic Erinnerungen, you sense he’s a doom monger a wider public will soon have to come to terms with. Coming to terms with such opaque, even ominous music isn’t necessarily the easiest of tasks, although that’s not to say you shouldn’t encumber yourself with the responsibility, for Erinnerungen, in all of its leaden intricacies and dim idiosyncrasies, with time transpires to make for a compellingly rewarding eight minutes. Industrial clangs, underpinned by swelling, ambient melancholy, are radically humanised as they give way to a burgeoning sense of expansion, and it’s one we can but hope extends beyond the exclusively musical, too. For Moon Zero has been completely eclipsed by a number of inferior peers for all too long already.