Though remarkable, there is nothing on Only With Myself that you haven’t heard in another albums of the genre before. Nevertheless, there is such a vigorous and pulsating formidable linearity in the music, whose subtle minimalist arrangements and tendencies gives a special charm to the style of the artist. With patience, a profound taste for density, and a detailed intricacy pervasively crafted on simplicity, there is an astonishing musical conjuncture lying beneath the graceful structure of this album. So you have to listen to it attentively, to really decipher the most ingenious prospects hidden beneath its artistic singularities.
Nevertheless, I should point it out the fact that the album would be quite boring for uninitiated listeners. People who really are not into the genre will literally die from monotony, possibly. Only With Myself concerns exclusively people who really love minimalist ambient music; otherwise, there is not a single chance for audiences who qualify this type of music as tedious to really appreciate it.
While Only With Myself can’t be properly categorized as a great album, there is indeed a formidable level of lucidity and originality brilliantly inserted into its craft. Highly recommended to higher level enthusiasts of ambient music, this record is a striking and pungent ambient piece, that really has a charm, an intensity and a vicissitude of its own. It’s virtually impossible to deny the peculiar flavor of this album, and its subtle genuine nuances, gracefully inserted into the genre with a sensible imponderability.