I bought this on spec as I had liked London Grammar and this was recommended. Now I found myself listening to this a lot and London Grammar no more. The sings area just beautiful, with more than a hint of the XX about them
Certainly the most interesting first album I have heard this year. Cathartic and often sparse, but at the same time happy to fill space with electric crescendos. I'm not sure why some put this in the folk genre!
Saw them supporting Sigur Ross and was really impressed. This album does not disappoint and I'm totally blown away by the bowed guitar sounds. Can't wait to hear their next album which is due for release soon.
So many heartfelt lyrics in these songs. I feel strangely settled when I listen to this in the car on my way to work. Sets me up for the day. All of the songs on this album have such significant meaning
There are not many laughs to be had in Daughter's debut but it does possess a kind of glacial beauty which nags away at the neurons until submission creeps in by the back door without our hardly having noticed.
Comparisons with The xx are not entirely unwarranted; the mood, textures and spectral melodies will almost certainly appeal to their devotees too.
Elena Tomra has a strangely haunting voice, a tad one-dimensional but ideally suited to the ensemble's melancholic muse. Igor Haefeli on guitar and Remi Aguilella on percussion create a big sound through the use of dense multi-layered mixing and a hefty dose of reverb which lends a cavernous ambience to the proceedings. They understand the power of gloom!
Of the ten tracks in the collection I especially enjoyed 'Still' a rather lovely composition, which comes as close as the trio gets to generating a little warmth, largely due to its almost pretty chorus; the sublimely creepy 'Touch' in which Ms Tomra tells us all about the creature in her blood stream and how it assists in helping her "feel something" (brrrr!) and 'Human', which would be almost jaunty were it not for another set of macabre lyrics wherein we learn that that despite - "Waking up like an animal...kicking screaming" - Ms Tomra concedes that she is "...still human", albeit "... dying here". It's hard to imagine her in her slippers buying bread and milk down at the local Tesco Metro on a Sunday morning let alone cracking a smile!
A must for nocturnal denizens who feel most at home when wearing basic black.