When it comes to matters of the heart and our prospective on our love of music, it's purely personal. Critics don't matter. Music is different, it's up to me who, when and why I listen to. Personally, I'm not crazy about hip-hop, gangsta - slapmabitch - type music, classical harmonica and monks choralising in catacombs - but someone else will love it, because they heard and it struck a chord.Occasionally, a musician, band or ensemble appear that work some magic - for me, it's KOL. In the past, it's been Stevie Wonder, Santana, Chick Corea, Michael Nyman, Jimmy Hendrix, Bach - to name a few. For me, they have everything - musical genius and charisma. A critic didn't write to or tell me to listen.I find any negative criticism of an artiste particularly galling, especially when the critic has little talent themself, but has an axe to grind and a super-inflated ego with some wannabee jealously/envy of the artiste.KOL are a phenonomen, their music is instantly recognisable - but with no repetitiveness. They are consistantly fine, with moments of genius, and I, personally, look forward to their coming work, as well as, loving their past works. And Calebs voice - what can anyone say? Raw, emotive, heart-rending!Follow your own heart and soul, music critics areen't even an necessary evil, they're totally dispensable.