Elanor Moss

‘The biggest secret weapon in British folk right now” – Far Out Magazine

“Horns croon lonesome and melancholy over fingerpicked guitar and swooping strings as she stretches words until they feel like memories and meditations. Her sonic approach imbues the music with intimacy and tactility—the quiet wonder of a scene in a snowglobe…” – Pitchfork 

“ An arresting, shivery collection, softly orchestrated with guitars, strings and horns, creating an autumnal sound world recalling the work of Bridget St John and Vashti Bunyan.” – The Guardian

“a quietly devastating collection of psych-folk songs” – Still Listening

“Elanor Moss’ delicate voice [is] kind of like a flute. It seems beamed in from another time and place, but her songs are so immediate and contemporary.” – NPR Music

“A tender, terrific debut” – Uncut 

“What a wonderfully rich and strange album. Dark, literate and painfully beautiful” – MOJO