There Is No Other...

Forever cemented in indie history for her contributions to 's earliest albums, Scottish vocalist/songwriter went on to build a complex, stylistically winding body of work that never quite got out of the shadow of her six years with indie pop's biggest band. While her whisper-thin vocals and distant, melancholic presence were integral to the unique chemistry that made early so magical, her artistry expanded in all directions afterward. She wandered from soft jazz-inflected indie outings as to grainy collaborative albums with to 2006's gorgeously sad solo set , a collection of beautifully spare songs inspired by traditional U.K. folk. continues the understated grandeur that has touched all of 's work, this time her muse taking the shape of glowing Californian pop. 's signature soft-touch vocals are underscored by twilight-toned acoustic guitars and string arrangements on many of the tunes, recalling a specific moment in late-'60s Laurel Canyon psychedelic pop. This comes through the clearest in the laid-back bongo rhythms and carefree electric bass noodling of "The National Bird of India," a sunny and lighthearted song that aims for the midpoint between 's searching and 's mystery. More subdued readings of this low-lit sound appear throughout the album, with insect chirps and lazy chimes on "City of Angels" and cooing layers of backing vocals on the reverb-coated "See Your Face Again" both reminiscent of 's delicate early-'70s arrangements. also successfully incorporates unlikely elements into her more lively tunes. On paper, a minimal cover of 's "Runnin' Down a Dream" built around fuzzy synth and drum machine shouldn't work, but warps the concept into something lilting and pleasant, like the friendliest imaginable interpretation of . Other surprises glide in and out over the course of the album, like the nervous electronic undercurrents of "Ant Life" or the gospel backing vocals that drive otherwise pop tunes "Hey World" and "The Heart of It All." Breezy, graceful, and luxurious, ranks among 's best work. Though 14 years passed between this album and her last fully solo outing, it sounds as if it were conceived fully formed, unaware of time or trends. Instead, perfectly suspends the smiling mood of a hushed evening, embodying the fading warmth of the day's last sunlight. ~ Fred Thomas