http://www.cokemachineglow.com/feature/ ... -2008?pg=4
At number 16 :)
"If We Were Enchanted is a conscious group endeavor to scope out the prospect of some collective oneiric subconscious, then Lau Nau’s Nukkuu is a lonely flight into the realm of the sub-sub. Aptly enough, Nukkuu is Finnish for “sleep,” but Lau Nau exchanges New Age conventions of what makes peaceful or meditative music for a vital approach that’s assimilative of abrasive everyday (or night) sounds, the instrumentation and production mirroring how the rush of cars or wind knocking shit over or the chug of a radiator can be composed by our sinking minds into a more sedating soundtrack than anything by Enya ever. Lau Nau rolls with the punches of chaos that the world dishes out…and keeps rolling and rolling until she’s communicating in waveforms that carry the debris left by your cognitive dissonance when you encounter her calm defiance. What she destroys she brings back to you, in pieces. Thus, the clanging assemblage of the opener pinned together by that bracingly sweet voice—or that same incomprehensible voice fractured into soothing echoes of itself on “Maapahkinapuu” then dressed with incidental noise and backwards loops.
I don’t really know much about Lau Nau nor am I familiar with any of her past work but after hearing Nukkuu I hold her in high regard. This album’s beauty is so singular and absolute that it simply must be the bloodletting of a beautiful soul. For instance, “Painovoimaa, valoa” is beautiful to the point that I don’t even want to talk about it. I don’t think I can. So watch the video and revel in how close to adequately the images describe Lau Nau’s music: something as natural as snow softly manipulated to fall upward; a kitten’s game of playing with yarn transformed into Jean Cocteau-inspired performance art; enough tree shots to make Terence Malick cry; and just the right amount of the unsettling to uproot your perception and settle it on what feels like new ground—or a remembrance of what the Earth once was and a hope for what it could be if somehow reborn. If only in the way that we feel its rhythms when we sleep. "