Heart Food

An alloy of Christian folklore, Bach-indebted chord progressions, and a sense of servitude to a quiet, inarticulable secret. Sill’s opulent folk is remarkably painful — not stress-inducing, per se, but debilitating emotionally; a potent, eye-moistening spice. Wait for her prayerful warble on the magnum opus, “The Kiss.” Listen carefully, though — perhaps on a cloudless, happy day — or you run the risk of hurting yourself.