There is a lot I like here. Ora Cogan has built a very specific little world somewhere between psychedelic folk, gothic Americana and dream-pop, with enough strange details to make the album feel like more than another hazy singer-songwriter record. The pedal steel, organ, strings, guitars and occasional synth textures give the songs a dark, slightly unreal atmosphere, and her voice fits that perfectly. It is restrained, sometimes almost ghostly, but never anonymous. What works best for me is when the album moves away from simple mood and actually starts to shift underneath you. “Outgrowing” is my favourite track for exactly that reason. It has a slightly jazzy, less predictable flow and feels more alive than some of the more static songs around it. “Division” also works very well, especially because of the way it slowly opens up, while “The Smoke” is probably one of the strongest examples of the album’s darker side. The main issue is that I probably like the sound of Hard Hearted Wom...