Sitting somewhere between classical grace and gentle electronica, Trond Fykse wraps restrained beats and washes of glowing synth colour around a spacious and plaintive piano. But it is the use of space and the feeling of calm and silence which, ironically, makes just as big an impact. Space, when used as an instrument in its own right allows one note to drift off naturally before the next arrives, to create atmosphere and anticipation in the intervening moments. And that is exactly what is happening here. There is something of Ludovico Einaudi and his “post-classical” approach to be heard in its minimalist and crystal tones and something of Brian Eno’s otherworldly ambience in the landscape that the piano sits in. As such, it is music which enters the listener’s consciousness via a sort of osmosis, rather than on any real effort on their part. Many artists, even those working in such delicate sonic territory, tend to throw too much into the mix, to have songs resolve in climax and crescendo, to slow burn into a more weighty beast, to forget the golden rule that less is more. Trond Fykse never losses sight of his minimalist goals. If less is more, then surely much less must be so much more? Sparkling Lights proves this to be so true.