If Liverpool is the home of beat groups and Manchester is the home of post-punk, no city can claim to have a greater hold on trip-hop as Bristol. The latest addition to the likes of Portishead, Massive Attack and Alpha are Ilya who have produced an album which runs through a virtual trip-hop checklist: swooping strings, torch songs, moodiness, French cinema, Bond themes in waiting; all these description befit 'They Died For Beauty'. Luckily for the listener, the experience is rather moving as well as being immaculate. 'Bliss' fittingly moves along with effortless grace, 'Soleil' pulls off a rare achievement: a classy banjo solo. 'All For Melody' must be the highlight, though; a spine-tingling standout from an album where weakness are few and far between. So for all the bleating that Ilya are covering old ground, what does it matter when it's carried out with as much panache as this?