I Go Missing In My Sleep – Wilsen’s debut full-length album – was born during these snatched moments of still, that you can find in the short window between closing time and the early-morning commuters. Ensconced in a tiny rented apartment in Brooklyn, Tamsin Wilson would sit, wait for the twilight and then begin moulding her day’s thoughts into fragments of song. From the opening creep of “Centipede,” a shuffling, eerie masterpiece that questions self-honesty, through the multi-layered fan-favorite “Garden,” buoyant on a bed of intricate finger-picking, and onto the climatic “Told You,” this is a record of detailed perfection.