With its opening nod to yoga, you might expect gentleness but this is a bruising workout for the heart. Every song is a triumph but with nostalgia giving way to despair and love losing out to loss, I’m left feeling pummeled. That is, until the simple but sublime elation of Canyon and the final, restorative placidity of the title track, which leaves me more ready and eager for life than when I started.
After hearing CDs in my car all her life, this is the first my 8yo has wanted me to give her.