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Mi and Lau invite you to join their lovefest

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Mi and Lau: woodland nymphs or acoustic rock stars?
  • Mi and Lau: woodland nymphs or acoustic rock stars?

You don't know Mi and L'au, but you know a couple like them: beautiful, blissfully in love, and, well, sometimes a bit of a drag. They're so into each other, so deeply connected and complete in themselves, that being around them feels vaguely creepy, as if you're interrupting their foreplay.

Although it makes you feel like a jerk to begrudge them their perfect-couple contentment, begrudge them you must: Don't they get sick of staring at each other's flawless faces?

Mi and L'au are a Finnish ex-model and a French composer/multi-instrumentalist, respectively, who fell in love in Paris. (But of course -- such people never hook up in Des Moines.)

When not discovering new and fascinating things about each other, they found the time to befriend freak-folk avatar Devendra Banhart, who dedicated Oh Me Oh My's "A Gentle Soul" to them.

Then the pair retreated to a cabin in rural Finland, where, between sessions of what no doubt was mutually satisfying and respectful lovemaking, they wrote 14 spare, gentle, steadfastly pretty songs.

Although their debut features guest turns and overdubs by Banhart, Angels of Light and others, it sounds very much like a couple's effort, so intimate that it might as well be in a secret language.

Mi sings in a soft, plain semimonotone, as if she's trying to console a colicky baby while the rest of the family sleeps in the next room. L'au decorates with the barest instrumentation: some delicate acoustic-guitar arpeggios, a spectral synth line, a touch of piano, a cello or two, the occasional ambient fillip.

The sound is austere and dreamy, the aural equivalent of the Aurora Borealis. The silence that surrounds almost every phrase functions as an instrument in its own right; like a skylight in a tiny bedroom, it suggests just enough distance and space to stave off cabin fever.

Although the welcome-to-our-womb vibe can grate at times, as on L'au's ode to his unborn child ("There's a Word in Your Belly") and Mi's naked hymn to spousal nakedness ("Nude"), the hushed elegance of the orchestration and the transparent simplicity of the songs are irresistible.

To loveless, misanthropic ears, the CD might sound like a Volkswagen Touareg ad waiting to happen, the 100 percent-organic fruit of 21st-century bobo nesting, but that's just the bitterness talking.

Sometimes, as long as you don't stick around for the pet names and furtive caresses, it's comforting to be in the company of people who care about each other so deeply that they can't help but assume you'll care, too.

-- Ren Spencer Saller

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Mi and L'au

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