2011, ten years ago, and I can certainly say this isn't one I have heard. A 65 minute album about snow - what's not to like? We've almost moved into ECM territory by this point, all thoughts of hounds or clouds or heights now firmly banished to the great greatest hits in the sky. This is definitely not passing the Velocity Girl test.

It has a high pitch, and perhaps that mirrors the idea of snow, light, fluffy, aerated, descending from a great height to land softly and surely. The contrast between the male and female voices is interesting, and even at this stage in her career, something which it doesn't feel like KB has done before.

I just wonder whether any album where the shortest song is nearly seven minutes is ever going to be for me?

Ten years out. I wonder whether that's the last of it, or whether there is one final act to come? A return to pop... a delve deeper into the quasi classical... a return to something she feels is unfinished. It's impossible to know.

It's a mystery. But one that's fun to pick away at. Sooner or later the ropes will unbind themselves.