My name in Latin Club was Rufus. I always hated that name, but it seems to fit here. Not that I hated this album, or any RW album for that matter. Just a fact. I spent a summer, most of it at least, listening to Poses. I listened to that too much and got really tired of him. When this came out I steered clear. Now, 20+ years later, this is really nice to listen to. I've missed this guy. Angus Dei is really nice, and the balance of the album fit just perfectly into my day. Rufus, the name is unique, vomitus and ugly. But pairing it with such a beautiful voice used so delicately makes me reconsider understandings and definitions.