We often love albums because they were the soundtrack to certain events or periods of our lives. This album sounds like, feels like, and possibly even smells like the early Summer of 2000 and a period of my life that I do occasionally look back on and wonder if it was really some quirky Film4 offering. Enough of that. I still listen to this incredible album regularly and it never fails to amaze and transport me away from all the rubbish of modern life. Eclectic, dark, brooding, stirring and errrrrm lovely I suppose. In my humblest of opinions, Doves have never quite lived up to this - their debut, and sadly, neither has this decade. Here's to the night in 2000 when I went with a mate of mine to see a band called Terris at The Roadmender in Northampton - we listened to Lost Souls in the car there and back - Terris were supported by a band called Coldplay - my they got big very quick. It was me that shouted 'get yer hair cut' at Chris Martin, which he did. And because he did, Gwyneth fell for him and they got married. No need to thank me Chris. I was sober and straight that night, high only on that rare feeling where you really love an album and cant wait to play it again - Lost Souls - absolute genius and a beautiful beautiful album.