"Voice in a million." Amazing. File alongside "distinctive vocal tones" and "effortless delivery", or "unique sense of style".
Also — 'voice in a million'. That means there are another sixty people in the UK with exactly the same voice. Surely this puts Faryl and her label, Decca, in a vulnerable position because every other major label — and dozens of independent labels — could each launch identical 'soundalike' artists and ruin Faryl's career. And that's just in the UK. On a global scale there could be thousands of Faryl soundalikes, each with their own albums full of shit money-for-old-rope versions of popular classical hits.
By the way the good thing about the pile-up, each March, of sentimental, non-threatening mass market cash-in pop albums is that it is literally impossible to forget that Mothering Sunday is on the horizon. In the years before the music industry caught on to this annual excuse for the release of albums so low in quality that they'd have trouble justifying their place in a petrol station CD rack for the other 11 months of the year it was sometimes tragically easy for sons and daughters to forget that the special day was coming up. Rampant pop opportunism: we salute you.