The older I get, the less I strive to have what other people have, and the more I cherish the things I already possess. But none of that zen-master shit meant squat when I pressed play on Your Friend’s new track, ‘Gumption’. I want the voice of the angel that is singing. I want to open my mouth and transmit a translucent silk white ribbon that dips and dives to the rhythm of the wind. My god, woman. Give me your voice.