Katie Melua's starkly minimal songs exist in a quiet spot between mournful European folk music, baldly honest torch songs and the rounded perfection of the stage musical. Each one places her voice front and centre, with just lightly touched guitar, brushed snare drum and subtly swelling strings by way of musical support. And while she has the projection of a Broadway star and the love-tested lyrics of a truly bruised romantic, the lingering impression left at the end of each song is the whispered intimacy of a singer/songwriter gently spinning lullabies from her diaries.