The spare acoustic strum of From Elle keeps the mood whispery, building to a muted tinkled keyboards finale fade then, following the single, its upbeat tempo remains with the acoustic pulsing notes and shimmering bells of Traces before ending with the handclaps static, Spanish guitar and pulsing electronics bedrock to the intoxicating balladeering Ringadingding with her soaring vocals taking on a choral quality and Kate Bush meets Morricone colours and, finally the five minute title track itself, again evoking a wintry yet warming soundscape with her trilling crystal waters vocals and dreamy acoustic music box pirouette as it builds to a muted cacophony. Like the flower, this is an early blossoming with a heady musical scent that promises to linger for months to come.
