I love finding albums like Benoit Pioulard's Précis. Its one of those albums that you wont ever hear on the radio, but once stumbled upon - you realize the treasure it has in store. I would consider this album to be a headphone album, in which the experience of listening to it on headphones makes a world of difference. You notice every beat, ever spoken word and with closing your eyes this album brings you to another place. It is beautiful, serene, intimate, and nostalgic. And with the use of old recorded vocals and ambient sounds, Pioulard creates a soundscape that walks a fine line of joy and sadness that is brilliantly deep. It's rare that one finds a debut album that is so impressive as this one and that is perfectly crafted from beginning to end that flows beautifully. Precis acts like an experience, a surreal dream haze that you'll never want to let go.