Having spent nigh on 50 years listening to music I still struggle to define just what it is that appeals and satisfies. Whatever it is Olimpia Splendid ooze it from every pore.
Fearlessly rejecting the sensible walking shoes and the map clearly showing the well worn route with robust fences to keep them safe; they stand, bare footed, with their toes dangling over the edge of the cliff. At any time they may tumble over the edge or the cliff may crumble beneath them (and if one goes they all go) but they hold their nerve deftly dancing their bold dance. As palm sweatingly exciting as anything I have heard in a long time. Splendid indeed.