Album: Meg Baird, Seasons on Earth (Wichita)

She was a member of Espers, so it's reasonable to expect what you get: slightly tremulous, soft, thoughtful, non-generic but vertebrate acoustic music, backboned with a serious interest in what disciplined guitar arrangements can do for a cloud-shaped song.

Baird's own rather fabulous acoustic is garnished with touches of dobro, pedal-steel or electric, over which her wisp of a voice, and words, hang in a vapour. It would be too much to suggest "acoustic Cocteau twins".