An appealing record, this, covering a wide range of electro-pop styles - the shimmering stomp of "Fleur de Saison" proves to be both representative and extremely misleading when it comes to forming expectations of the whole. It's hard to pick favourites, but I do like the rainy-day tendresses of "To The Dancers In The Rain", the feyly jaunty "Flowers" ("I want to buy you flowers,/ It's such a shame you're a boy,/ But when you are not a girl/ Nobody buys you flowers"), and the slightly tougher, cut-and-paste "Song Of The Storm"...sure, it verges on the precious at times, but forgivably so for mine, particularly given how goshdarned romantic it so frequently is.
Previously: live.
