Call me old fashioned, but I'm a sucker for a good chorus. Failing that, I appreciate some kind of a hook that helps make a song memorable. On her solo debut, this Danish singer leaves me wanting on both counts.
The seven tracks on her mini album (playing time 28 minutes) are very pretty and her vocals are appropriately ethereal but, to my ear, they drift aimlessly without any obvious rhyme or reason.
A singer like Jane Siberry, who she reminds me of, has similar eccentricities but ultimately you feel there are strands that tie even the loosest ends together.
Gøttsche just leaves you dangling with dreamy pieces with no obvious beginning, middle or end.
They are presented in minimalist arrangements: voice and piano with modest sax, violin and cello backing which fellow HEM artist Jason Grier describes pompously as "a low-tech invocation of cognitive dissonance".
Personally, I'm not so convinced there's any real substance here.
Line Gøttsche's website