Perhaps those most astonishing things in life arrive not only when they’re least expected, but so too from wholly unpredictable places. And this from Winter Trees – aka young, and seemingly lovelorn Belgian Ben Demeyer – slips right into the above bracket. That is to say that Demeyer hails from Zoersel, a municipality located in the northernmost province of Antwerp (as Wikipedia so dutifully informs) that I’d never even so much as heard of mere moments ago, and his creative outpour just so happened to meander into our attentions via an only sporadically inhabited Tumblr inbox. Some things were just meant to be I suppose, and others were made to be heard and in turn heralded. Outstanding Mary is one such something. The inevitable parallel which will surely be pencilled in both starkly and immediately is one which aligns Demeyer with the woebegone fretwork of Johnny Greenwood, for his lilting electric guitar lines recall those of Reckoner. Though tenderness is here tempered with great intrigue and slight ingenuity, as rustling atmospheres and humming susurrations litter the backdrop of what is, to all intents and purposes, a supremely potent recording. “Her pace slows down; my beat goes up/ As I’m opening the door” Demeyer smoothly intones, an anxious tremor affecting his luscious and loveably stilted vocal. However Mary reacted, you’d best open yourself right up to Winter Trees, for this is irreproachable stuff for all seasons.