At Jayn H. Wissenberg, thunderclouds are constantly gathering. The outbreak does not occur in the four tracks. But the fact that the threat is almost tangible makes it all the more exciting. The musician enchants on her debut with black magic between Rose Kemp and The Moors, between nature mysticism and solid rock ("Foredone"). That would have worked with the material offered here also on album length. Yes, the songs even deserved to be extended a lot.