
The vocal is absolute perfection. Though very dainty, there are likenesses to Daughter, Lorde, and Colbie Caillat throughout ... but the more melancholic it gets, the more you'll want to listen, empathise, and hug the soul that is making this tragically beautiful music.
In terms of musicality, it is relatively simple, but if there were much more it could have come across as catastrophic. The guitars start slowly, surely, and raw ... whilst the further in the more twanged they become. The vocals, as we've previously stated, are beyond beautiful, but are offered some support in areas which make them even more delightful ... and in terms of percussion, well, there kind of isn't any except for the pluck of the guitar strings. All in all though, through its simplicity lies an absolute mesmerising message, and one which we could listen to through the Winter months over, and over, and over, and over again.
This is the definition of stunning.
Paul.