Swedish singer/songwriter Frida Hyvönen walks this oddly compelling line between awkwardness and grace, combining bombastic piano pop with an intimate and subtle side. Embarrassingly personal and blunt lyrics are salvaged by her dark sense of humour and clever plot twists, making you cringe and swoon in the same song - a unique tension that pays off more than you'd think.
Listeners familiar with Hyvönen's 2005 debut, Until Death Comes, should be warned that this is a much lusher and more theatrical production. It might not work for all listeners, but a stronger sense of individuality is definitely coming through. It feels like she's made no effort to censor herself musically or lyrically, and that naked honesty makes this disc stand out strikingly.
Top track: December