An album very much in the style of Pantha Du Prince, but with less shimmer and tinkle. There's an undercurrent of sadness here. Where Hendrik Weber sings, Christian Loeffler sighs. Mood is a major distinguishing feature between two. Also, considering the albums's inspiration in the world of nature, it might superficially beg comparison with Dominik Eulberg, but the comparison stops at the "Forest's" edge. Eulberg's a frolic, while Loeffler is more like a stroll through a slightly washed-out woodland under an overcast sky. Nicely done, I'd say.