“There's something familiar about Xela's sound, a feeling that you've heard this chord, that click, this melody somewhere before. It doesn't nag at you or scream "derivative"; it's not, for example, like hearing a sampled loop and not resting until you've pinned down the source. Instead, one gets the feeling from *For Frosty Mornings and Summer Nights* of settling into old pajamas, sitting in overs”
