A review of my Ancestors single that appeared in the U.K. music tabloid MELODY MAKER…

Edith Frost has a mesmerising, ghostly presence. Her voice is fragile and sickly — it feels at first a bit like a cold hand on your shoulder. It’s funny that she should be singing about ancestors, because she has a voice from the past, a gentle, curious oddity from another time and culture. Sometimes she sounds like the memory of a century old Sioux spreading terrible wisdoms. Sometimes she sounds like the madwoman in the attic. Actually, she’s probably a wee woman from Partick who runs a laundrette, but then music is alchemy, isn’t it?