If you know and love the music of Esbjörn Svensson it is hard not to be moved given the intimate, disciplined explorations of mind and technique on Home. S - what could even be considered a classical album. With tracks signified by Greek letters there are flickers of the great piano canon at times like intimations of a Beethoven sonata on 'Zeta'. And it's hard not to think of Bach and The Well-Tempered Clavier in the rolling passages where ideas intertwine and development grows as a mountain in the near distance that Svensson shows no fear of - he created his own personal mountains after all. Gone far too soon with his premature death in a scuba diving accident in 2008 the timeless sound of Svensson remains a thing of beauty and once more another plinth, ever taller, is added to the statuesque presence of his achievements on records. 'Alpha' is a dreamy Bill Evans-like meditation but it is striking how beyond genre these pieces are. All never heard before Home. S was recorded only weeks before the Swedish pianist's death.