No doubting the guys skill as a writer of sublime tunes and sophisticated lyrics, but jeez, these songs deserve a better delivery than his minimal, disaffected drawl.

It’s not cool, it’s as selfish as a footy player keeping the ball to himself in the hope of scoring a goal.

Sometimes perfection comes from teamwork.

And this album sorely needs it!

A shame, left me somewhat cold.

Some great tunes, but this is essentially a Red House Painters tribute album.