David Holmes' music has always told the listener more about his impeccable record collection than about the man himself. Indeed, the Belfast-born DJ/producer's concentration on soundtracks (the Ocean's trilogy, Code 46) since his last solo album eight years ago suggests that the last story he's interested in telling is his own. So it's a surprise to encounter an album so baldly autobiographical, inspired both by becoming a father and by losing one. (The cover features a poignant, salad-days snapshot of his late parents.) You can certainly spot the influences - Neu! in the arcing synth melodies and motorik rush; Eno in the limpid, wistful instrumentals; the Jesus and Mary Chain in the blurry guitars - but they coalesce with understated grace, bathed in a warm sodium glow. Holmes' decision to debut his own breathy, vulnerable vocals enhances the dusky intimacy: the bewitching sense of a previously elusive producer venturing something of himself.