The sounds here are absolutely lovely, incubate a subtle magistry from the offset as “They Will Come” gracefully swirls the head.
A track that scenically fades like a ghostly apparition, leaves her words “They will come like shadows on the wall” to float menacingly in the air. The pastoral space-age of the next track, “Never-ending”, drawing you intimately inward. Its delicate diode dusk clasping around that pristine voice in looping repeats, all berry-red winter in an evergreen glow.
Conjures quite a hold, even more so than The Witching Tale‘s self-titled debut released in 2021. A soft saturate pearling your ear, the balance between singer and instrumentation a slow pollinating purr that captures the hazy sparkle of Max Reinhardt’s mid-summer’s dream. Loving the way Michael J York skilfully brings a weightless opulence to that nitrate sheen of Katharine’s vocal on “Within The Flame”. Musical tendrils that attend, then tonally wash over those chiffon floats of vocal abstraction, or enhance the delicate cobwebbed beauty of “Born In The Moment Again” that glides your mind like a tumbling autumn leaf.A tranquil trip that eases itself through the spell-like strangeness of “Floralis” or “MerriCall”’s dew-soaked folkisms that bend like the leafy hiss of a woodland’s summer canopy. Finds the weaving phrases of “Everlasting” bespeckled in the gentle chirp / whirr of circuity that pin-cushions that melting vibrato of her voice. All drawing to the eerie star-clad finality of the title track that holds you in a dissolving halo which finds Katherine obsidian-sighing into a mirage of dissipating keytones.
Without doubt an album I’m going to be returning to again and again.-Michael Rodham-Heaps-
