It is bemusing in a way that Sjaak Overgaauw was berated for using a picture of himself in the inner sleeve of the digipack to “59 Airplanes waiting for New York” (his debut album under the Premonition Factory moniker) in a recent review. Aren’t we, after all, finally entering a phase in the development of Ambient, Drones and Minimalism, where these genres are evolving beyond their faceless imagery into a