Minimalist Texas trio Love Inks are certainly not an act to shout and scream, but that doesn't mean you won't be raving about them.

E.S.P is the début album from the Southern dream-pop aficionados, and it follows in the slipstream of first single 'Black Eye' - a delicate pop masterpiece that delivered more uplifting prettiness in 1:57 than the whole of Enya's back-catalogue. 

Love Inks are not a band you could accuse of being unsure about their sound. Every track echoes, twists and resonates with a cohesive sound, which at points sounds like a collaboration between The XX and Fever Ray at a teenage birthday party.

The beauty of the instrumentation comes from its simplicity - most tracks use only bass, a guitar and a drum machine, which renders the delicate sound sparse and, at times, a little cold. That's not to say that tracks like 'Wave Goodbye' lack emotion, as the minimalist tag might lead you to believe - there's a feeling of lead singer Sherry LeBlanc exposing her emotions, but with a delivery that echoes Scandinavian post-pop in its fragility.

The only place where the record falls down slightly is the lyrical content. In places, E.S.P sounds like Love Inks have resorted to a primary school rhyming book to flesh out the tracks a bit. However, this repetition and simplicity is not without purpose, but rather lends itself to a mesmerising effect - you quickly find yourself being sucked into a content, pensive trance.

After hearing their first single, ‘Black Eye’, I expected to love this record, and I’ve not been disappointed. It’s short, but sweet, and it’ll leave you wanting more, which is pretty much the holy grail for a debut album. Give it a listen, and fall in love.

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