It’s reasonable to assume that anyone who’s named an album/Poo Poo On Your Juju might not play it entirely straight. Now, after dealing variously in dub, drum’n’bass, ambient, prototrance and electronica, Matt Elliott has invented something perhaps best described as gypsy glitch. Combining elements of the French chansonnier and folk traditions with experimental post-techno, the former Third Eye Foundation man has produced an LP of spooked delicacy and wheezy, wayward charm which recalls both Coil and Yann Tiersen. Odd, but oddly affecting.