Half a century after her death, the poetry of Sylvia Plath seeped into Nick Hemming’s unconscious mind. The resulting song, The Sober Scent of Paper, is as beautiful as it is bleak, as tender as it is touching. Eschewing, for just a moment, the expanded sound of The Leisure Society as heard through most of Alone Aboard The Ark, here the group returns to the gentle picking that made their debut album The Sleeper such an understated delight.