Holly Lapsley Fletcher is an artist blessed with poise. Her debut album is a serene collection of songs elevated by her own icy, beautifully restrained production. The subtle manipulations of the Merseysider’s voice are stunning—on the gorgeously spare “Station”, for example, she takes an arresting duet with a lower register version of herself. “Hurt Me”—the knockout single—is a timeless torch song elevated by its ultra-modern, ethereal production flourishes, while there’s fun to be found on the giddy Motown of “Operator (He Doesn’t Call Me)”.