Recently I've listened to the albums Venice and Endless Summer and I would say that there are less glitches, gritting, scratches and dents than in Black Sea. There are less pauses and specifics, but more... hmm... wind and flight over people, houses, nature, everyday troubles not conquered by the time. It's the flight through the dense, enveloping mass of the special Fennesz's sound. Each track takes you into its own whirlwind, holds you tight and frees the thoughts' stream. I suppose improvisation played a great role for creating such music, it makes each track a living organism, that's why each time listening to this album you find something new...
I'd like to point out the genius album's cover made by Jon Wozencroft - staying at the very place where the photographer made this picture, everybody who listened to the Black Sea must hear this music somewhere inside his ears.