I'll stick my neck out and tip this record as a classic - one which listeners and pundits will be returning to and referencing in decades to come. Why? Because James Holden has taken an idea, a methodology (too cold a word!), perhaps a manifesto, and, with vigour and rigour, brought it to uncompromised fruition. It's hard to know where to begin when trying to describe The Inheritors. For sure, where much modern electronic music merely repeats, amid the repetition there's a wonderful sense of evolution in each of the pieces presented here, which work like wordless songs. Darker than, say, Cluster, but not overbearingly so, it only takes a listen or two to become hooked; you'll find yourself slipping into a timeless zone, at once engaged and hypnotized. It's satisfies both intellectually and emotionally; you can project yourself right into it however you please. The overall sense is one of integrity amid the controlled chaos. No cheap tricks here. And sonically it's warm and beautifully crafted. I simply won't be able to leave home without it on my phone. A keeper.