I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for Hull, a city unfairly maligned by our london-centric media, who have historically painted a bleak picture, sneering at a largely working class population, and almost completely ignoring it’s cultural output. Apart from Philip Larkin of course, who despite initially dismissing his adopted home, grew to intimately love it’s spires, cranes and ships up streets.

There have been musical success stories dotted across the decades too, Mick Ronson, Everything But The Girl, The Housemartins and in modern times Low hummer broke beyond the hallowed doors of The New Adelphi Club, before sadly splitting up after the release of debut album Modern Tricks for Living.

Which brings me to Hull born Yasmin Coe, who first caught my attention with the weightlessly melodic No Hope an immediately endearing cut of melancholy dream-pop. Whilst I can’t agree quite with the sentiment that “Hope’s a silly thing to have”, I can emphatically sing along to it.

Now residing in Manchester, follow-up single Doubt continues where we left off, both subtle and intoxicating, layers of jangly guitars dance giddily underneath a tender crestfallen vocal. There’s shadowed romance, an accelerated rush of feelings and a sense of falling into the unknown. Hazy melodies, more warm and fuzzy than cold and calculated. Yasmin Coe is on the rise, don’t question don’t doubt.