andrew samoyed used to be such a nice young man. when he wasnt wearing lovely jumpers or impressing peoples mothers, he was toying with his synthetic pianos and computer chips to create ambient heartbreakers that could reduce your most unresponsive uncle to a snivelling mess. imagine everyones surprise then, when sometime after the release of his 2007 debut >always from this point<, without warning or reason, the famed samoyed eye-glint started to cloud over.