Indie songstress Jesca Hoop's sophomore effort, Hunting My Dress, is eloquent, inspiring, and undeniably spiritual as it plays with atmospheric avant folk rock, astral harmonies, and surprising elements of renaissance and chamber music, all delightfully quirky and askew. These lush sounds and experimental vocals are as luminous and adventurous as a young Kate Bush, and with the use of discernable accents and songs that bleed out like narratives, one can see remnants of her upbringing, travels, and otherwise fascinating persona.

Hunting My Dress is progressive yet poppy and innately unique as each song reads like its own mini anecdote. “Murder of Birds” is ethereal splendor with delicate alto harmonies, traveling minstrel-like guitars, and cleverly visual lyrics that flow much like the melody itself. “Bed Across the Sea” builds in anticipation, with Ani DiFranco-like pitter-patter chants that evolve into lush, echoey choruses. “Four Dreams” is fun vocal hopscotch, heavy lap steel guitars working alongside the buoyant back and forth bounce. “Angel Mom” hypnotizes with delicate, whispery vocals and bare instrumentation courtesy of an acoustic guitar and soft strings before delving into a crashing cacophony of bright brass and pounding booms, the end result being intensely moving and spooky. “Tulip” impresses with its world music vibe conjuring up a tribal pow-wow amid its hard thumping beats and slightly monotone yet commanding delivery.

Hoop's emotionally resonating scribing illuminates this unconventional mixture of roots music, folk, and renaissance-like guitars enveloped by introspective storytelling. The creative stylizing of Hoop's vocals tell most of the story with airy surrealism and raw emotion. The final product is as appealing as it is innovative and contrasting, spanning diverse genres while exposing her deepest inner idiosyncrasies.