Spices abounding – start with a classical piano feel, join in an old tin penny whistle and marching drum section, soon enough a guitar enters to fill a dream world of wordsmithing seeking to understand the heart in one’s hand not turning out as planned in a world where one holds a hand over a heart to pledge truths. The same piano spices enhance the flavors of the tone poems Black Widow and Accept Things.
Dolores O'Riordan