Imogen Heap tries to be the next Alanis on this album, but she only succeeds in taking Alanis's worst traits and magnifying them. Lyrics not edited from spur of the moment inspiration, a voice that isn't attractive at all, and wannabe rock out moments. She tries to do it all with her style as well, and fails. The only decent songs on here are "Candlelight" and "Come here Boy" and there are moments in those songs that are repulsive as well. The result is a muddled album with no focus at all, playing the forlorn star in her own eyes. There's potential in all of these songs. But she tries too hard copping an "angry gurrrrl" attitude that it ruins the moment. Skip this album if you can. I'm glad I bought it used.