It is quite simply startling that Billie Marten, or Isabella Tweddle to her friends, is only seventeen. It’s a bit clichéd to play on the age of a musical wonderkid, but Marten’s unerring ability – with such minimal experience – to arrange her hazy indie-folk music into such beautiful songs is nothing short of staggering. Writing of Blues and Yellows saunters with a supremely delicate grace, and it relies on its proficiency on this front solely to carry it. It is essentially indie-folk by numbers, with a nervy wistfulness and soft-hued canvas, but its aching beauty prevents the record from stifling a listener with its persistent translucence. Marten is a Yorkshire lass, and it’s perhaps fitting that her music would compliment a strong cup of tea and a day of cold rain so suitably. Amongst a precession of peaceful and sedate allure, 2015 single Bird still sounds as gorgeous as it did a year ago.
[FIRST PUBLISHED ON NO RIPCORD]