I've always felt the most essential aspect of what makes a good band is taste. Flavigula possesses a strong sense of what they want to create aesthetically, and have the technical ability to realize it.
In one sense it's minimalist... distinct, nameable notes are sparse (with some exceptions), and electronic drones dominate. But the drones are rich in texture and timbral variation and are punctuated with other sounds-- guitar, electronic noises, spoken word. There is not a dull moment. The times when the guitar comes to the fore have a progressive feel, in the best sense of the word. Those parts remind me a bit of Robert Fripp's work with Brian Eno, but more restrained than Fripp. It's maybe what Eno would have played if he had Fripp's guitar skills.
The album as a whole creates a dreamy, otherworldly atmosphere. There is no singing, but spoken word is sprinkled throughout, as an additional ingredient toward creating the mood, rather than a central focus. The music is mostly slow and soothing, but full of tension and mystery at the same time. It tells you, "I have secrets to reveal, keep listening". At times I'm reminded of Tangerine Dream or Jean Michel Jarre but this is its own thing.
This is well-crafted, well-executed, and most importantly, it's GOOD. I don't use that word lightly. This is one I'll be coming back to. It's worth repeated listenings. This one's a keeper.