How I wish I could spend just one day being cradled by the notes of this album.. I find it intimate, natural, creative, and delicate quality indie folk songwriting.
Congratulations to the former bassist of Fridge, Adem Ihlan, who in 2004 released ten tracks in his solo debut for Domino Records, with the precious production help from Kieran Hebden, while contributing many ideas from his magical hat.
There is a domestic flavor in this album, sweet like a pat on the head of a dog listening to its owner play, delicate moods that cradle the listener into their inner soul and lead them into a melodic folk-pop serenity.
Open your heart to this album because it deserves attention; it manages to penetrate deep within and still gives a sense of lightness, touching the special strings of emotion without tiring or being repetitive.
There are moments when each of us needs to let ourselves be cradled and rest within the walls of our own room, feeling at times the influences of Beck in this album, but also a hint of domestic folktronica derived from past insights with Fridge.
"Pillow" and "Gone Away" are the best episodes, but their poignant poetics accompany us throughout the album, highlighting a sense of homely fragility, sweet resignation, and a bitter smile that reflects the talent of the English singer-songwriter with Turkish origins.
Think that I was skeptical when I bought the CD, because I was not thrilled by Fridge, let alone their bassist producing a folk album akin to Drake, it didn't seem like a viable path, it could only be a limited edition or the whim of an individual's creativity... I was wrong!
Gradually, I listened to one track, then two, and like cherries on a tree, they began to fall into my everyday life, and without realizing it, I almost memorized entire songs without ever considering a real purchase.
Then, in summer, it gained its consecration, on sunlit mornings, when sweat sticks your face to the pillow and you don't want to get up, you don't want to go to work, but you also don't want to move from bed, the stereo in alarm mode would play the first notes of "Statued" or the graceful sadness of "Ringing In My Ear", and each time I was captivated, enchanted and the melodies soothed me many mornings.