Another Form of Relief

Enon are one of those old dependable bands that I take for granted. I never really go out of my way to listen to them and I don’t own a single Enon record. Yet whenever one of their songs pops up on my iPod, I suddenly realise how damn good they are and that I really should listen to them properly. Almost everything about them is appealing, from the nifty little pop numbers like the one below through to the more abstract pieces. Each time one of their songs plays, I find myself drawn right in. Then the song ends and I completely forget about them again. Until the next time shuffle picks them again anyway.