They must put something in Sheffield's water supply, for the city has produced some fabulous bands down the years. Moloko is one of them, and they're back with this intriguing offering.
Throw in some swirling strings, the sound of a gorgeous Spanish summer's day, some fine touches of percussion and you have yourself a lush, toe-tapping grower.
While Roisin's vocals are purring and understated, this comeback has a touch of kitsch which only serves to add to its appeal.
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