In the dictionary, the literal definition for Eluvium reads: the debris from the disintegration of rock. One listen to Matthew Cooper's (aka Eluvium) flawless debut album, even peripherally, and you can't help but smirk at how perfectly appropriate the moniker is. Sounding somewhat like the echoed resonance of a Sonic Youth show after everyone has stopped playing and the crowd has gone home, Cooper himself isn't guilty of the mass destruction, he's merely there to pick up the beautifully broken pieces. Resting comfortably and confidently in the spirits of Brian Eno's Discreet Music and Ambient Music For Airports, Eluvium is a freakishly beautiful affair. If it was ever possible for a warm gust of wind to send chills through every bone in your body, then Eluvium is that warm wind. It is pure, epic rock music... after the lights go out.