Her aged voice, which carries a gentle Sussex accent, has previously been called “plain”, but that simplicity is deceptive. On Barbara Allen, amid a droning hurdy-gurdy, she is wistful and woeful, romantic and remorseful as she tells the story of doomed lovers. Her tracklist has hidden layers, too — one song was written by an ex-husband, another by her late nephew, both reminders of how her life and music became interwoven.