The collaborative venture of Turk Dietrich and Michael Jones, Belong inhabit a sonic territory that seems perpetually out of sight - giving the same effulgent warmth as standing with your back to a sunset, or glimpsing a blizzard through a frosted window. Understanding that all beauty has an inherent element of decay, Belong resemble a colourful photo left out in the sun to fade - combining an operatic scope akin to Kevin Shields, with an eroded sensibility that flirts with Baskinski and shares a certain predilection with Fennesz or Gas. Constructed with an attention to detail that borders on the compulsive, Belong open with 'I Never Lose. Never Really.'; wherein a camera-obscura approach slowly reveals a static fuzz of sprawling soundscapes and awe-inspiring intensity that shares its scope with Sigur Ros, whilst resorting to none of the orchestral bombast on which they rely. The fact that Dietrich has collaborated with Telefon Tel Aviv (whose Joshua Eustis guests on the title-track) also becomes apparent throughout 'October Language', not so much due to an overt similarity in sound, but more through the wide-screen production and starburst intensity in which they both revel. With the likes of 'I'm Too Sleepy... Shall We Swim?', 'Who Told You This Room Exists' and 'The Door Opens The Other Way' all possessing a corroded elegance that can be interpreted as either majestic or malignant, 'October Language' is a masterclass in dignified disintegration. Phenomenal.