One chorus is slow and expansive while the other is a little faster and wobblier but combined together they sort of dance around each other which can sound a bit like a rotating Leslie speaker.
Played with dreamy abandon, Chained To A Woman slowly reveals its character – a strong voice dancing around her own choir, somehow both melancholy and triumphant in the same beguiling passage.
This is an album of ideas. Sometimes it glides between them; sometimes it leaps. One thing remains constant, however – the urge to explore.
Revolving catchy melodies tangle themselves up and around Phil Spectoresque walls of sound like enchanting ivy.
Faeries, we are told, do not exist. But what if we see them? What if they come into lives and completely change our paths and that of those around us? What if these mystical creatures manifest themselves in a real life mystery? What if their light helps overcome our darkness? Camilla Bruce’s You Let Me…
A remarkably lucid and targeted vision that cuts through the haze like a sniper’s bullet soars over an opium field.