Remember when you were younger and you used to stand five feet apart from your sibling and say to the cat: “come on, come to who you love most?” Then the moggy would look at you both and end up at the food bowl? On her third album, Jordana stands before beckoning glitch tendencies and a smooth foundation. She ultimately opts for a slick midpoint. This is an airtight pop album, handled with both precision and playfulness and blitzed by punchy hooks and twinkling synths. It is, nonetheless, risk-averse. The breaks showcase a deeper artful mischief that is strong enough to take the lead next time out.
A favourite: ‘I Mean That’
‘Face The Wall’ is out now via Grand Jury Music.