You can practically hear the wind howl beneath the strings that sustain the sweet voice of Britain-based Heidi Berry. Two parts Enya and one part Sinead, she delivers sad lyrics like ''Your face is the mask that belies that you're broken inside'' with a maudlin sincerity so intense that you want to traipse with her through rain-swept moors in a black cape. A


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