Jo Hamilton arrives at Gown via an uncommon personal history that is at the heart of this exotic and enchanting music. Born into a semi-nomadic family, with roots in Jamaica and Kenya, but spending her youth globe trotting from a remote base in northern Scotland has undoubtedly cast a free spirited, enquiring mind. She appears alive to every possibility, but also paradoxically on an inward journey, perhaps retreating from a constantly unfamiliar environment. At times her voice is powerful and confidently expressive and at times a hushed whisper, imparting some secret that might be an invitation into her private world. It’s a light and shade that constantly shifts through the course of these 11 songs. In the shadows there are dappled glimpses and in the brightness, the flares of ideas haze and you are left blinking, pulling the musical horizon into focus. Right from the get go Exist (Beyond My Wildest Dreams) opens with urgent ripples, the squall of treated guitar feedback, but as the drums pound to herald a female chorus that sounds almost mystical, the whole thing just drops away to Jo’s whisper, “Never beyond my wildest dreams, because they don’t exist.” The choruses rise and fall with almost dervish intensity and the instrumental bed maintains a logic entirely of its own. It’s a thrilling set up, although the coda is almost submarine as it fades and shifts into Pick Me Up, a track that hints at Kate Bush via Roisin Murphy or Alison Goldfrapp, but is like everything else here, entirely its own entity. The comparisons are only ever signposts and meant as complementary, but it’s actually, very hard to nail any direct similarity with anyone else. Jo’s voice seems to offer surprise after surprise. There It Is starts off all Nordic-jazz-cool, but the chorus soars, strong and pushing at the stratospheric. How Beautiful also follows a similar trajectory before Deeper (Glorious) returns us to the introspective, finally breaking free of its tether with its sonorous refrain. Knowing that the album has been some time in the making, it’s easy to see great care has been lavished, fitting this most intricate of sonic jigsaws together. Vocal and instrumental nuances have clearly been worked through, but the real skill has been in knowing when to leave things alone, or maybe even when to leave things out. It’s Jo’s voice after all, with its range, its strength, its vulnerability, that will keep you coming back. As surely you must. The devil is known for inhabiting the details, but there are some glimpses of heaven here.












