As ‘Maybe It’s Me’ opens this album, you can’t help but fall for Lucy Frost’s simple, fragile, graceful sound, a feeling as much as it is a song, more atmosphere and emotion woven together than music in the traditional sense. And even when the busier ‘Prescription’ follows, there is still something about the low level of production, or at least such a finessed approach to production, that it creates a sense of the lo-fi, making the song, and indeed the album as a whole, the musical equivalent of the little black dress: simple, elegant, and, perhaps, given enough time, iconic.
And with a few parameters set, we head off into a gorgeous musical odyssey. ‘Real’ is full of cascades of tumbling notes and disarming harmonies, wandering between diary-like lyrics and trippy, dreamlike atmospheres. ‘Pushing Daisies’ echoes with a chiming, nostalgic cafe-chanson vibe as rendered by a modern sonic adventurer; ‘Stray’ is relatable for its lovelorn sense of obsession, and appreciated in its delicate delivery; and ‘Hit Girl’ is so fragile as to be ephemeral, only just present, sometimes in danger of fading away altogether.
With singer-songwriter types being two-a-penny in the modern age, I was expecting something more-of-the-same. How wrong I was. Vitamins is so much more and anything but the same. It is an array of beautiful songs, ones that seem delicate to the touch but which land on the heart with resonance, realism, and relatability.
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