An Anime-styled 'kawaii' line slides between "Collapsing at Your Doorstep" for a few slots. I don't understand what the 'Anime' girl uttered but it seems to me that she sounds excited and eager to reach to someone obstacled by the door, calling out for that person. After a desperate sprint through a few blocks, I presume, she goes down with a 'thud' at the porch, panting. "Collapsing at Your Doorstep" starts and signs off with an exhortation '..., better', reminiscent to OK Computer's androidan "Fitter Happier".
Mood-opener tambourine, delicate palm-muted guitar, whistles, gentle percussion, heavenly harp, violins and flutes are often masterfully paint brushed from an audio palate in this EP. A blissful marriage of sounds and instruments is the main product here. The cinematic "Maundy Thursday" is so effectively and inspiringly arranged; its energy musn't be underestimated. This song is after all a pre-celebration of resurrection.
Voice segments, including intimate love-calls and an eerie-sounding old man that will not feel out of place in Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon, fill some areas of the EP. Record label Sincerely Yours has a good ally in the form of a Scandinavian compatriot duo.
Infectious beats and triumphant trumpet soar through the stratosphere of "June Evenings". The flute gorgeously layers the regions of that song in an aurora-like effect. (The flute part reminds me of The Smiths' "There is a Light that Never Goes Out".)
Chipmunk audio bits seem to drizzle together with the cascading harp notes, coming to the brilliant synthesizer fraction for a final 'no excuses left,...' part in the fourth track. "No Excuses" had me thinking that Sean Kingston sang in it. With this EP, 'surely Air France can take you there', flying first-class.
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