Now fear not, we haven’t gone all Beeb and decided to champion the new Gareth Malone reality shit-bomb. No, no. The Choir in question is from mystery Minneapolis musician Morly, who brings out both our alliterative side and our goosebumps. “But I don’t see a place for me/ And I’m too quiet to be heard,” are lines that heighten the sense of isolation around the sparse and dark production, resulting in quite the devastating hit. Effortlessly brilliant stuff, this.