The songs are top drawer, reveling in the mists of a distant past or folk music of another planet. There are moments of deja vu familiarity--a remelodizing of the Cherry Tree Carol, a melody that reminds of Scarborough Fair, and a general aura of medieval hippie music.
It's simply haunting in the best sort of way. Shanti has an Ophelia-like fragility that has timeless appeal and the acoustic and sometimes band arrangements heighten the mood perfectly.
This album gives me shivers! What can I say? I now would like to hear the rest of their albums; that's what the experience does to me. But this one has a kind of perfection in and of itself. Revel in it!