Dan. Dan. Dan. Dan. DAN. DAN. DAN. DAAAN. DAAAAN. DAN! DAN! DAAANN!

This album is LOVELY. Just out there enough that you can see a few wee aliens. But warm enough it’s like a big hug that smells like weed. Class.

I tried. Music from the head not from the heart yo. Listened to some Christy Moore instead though that was banging.

Yoakam? No, ma’am.

Mad good production. Some cool trip hop tricks ganan. The lyrics are a bit like Beck wrote them to get out of doing his homework.

This album doesn’t need any more words written about it. So there’s 10. Fuck 13. FUCK

I tried

He da man, that voice does things to ye. Sounds incredible, and there's a sexy cover of Gentle On My Mind.

I'd expected this to be good, and it was better. Really heavy in places. The Staircase is sick.

Sounds phat. Bonus star for the guy that screams yeah. YEAH!

So much going on. Sounds incredible.

PYT be having me tapping my foot and shaking my head yo. Needs more spoken word Macca.

Pretty, pretty cool.

Was very excited to hear this but kinda disappointed. Sounds good but feels like a real lack of substance

Yoakam? No, ma’am.

All I’ve got to do is so fucking SICK. You can hear them coming into themselves here, great vocals and our Ringo’s on the money and all. Some major stinkies though. Little Child? Bit dodge lads, if I wanted that craic I’d bop to PYT. Also did you hear what they said about dogs locked in cars on hot days?

Cool to hear them in a more psychedelic phase. Bits of this were even shoegazey. But kinda forgettable sometimes too?

Yer da rang said he loves it

Yer da called, says he loves it. Naw for real this album is throwing mad shade at this whole thing. Can fuck with in a little while and one or two others but it’s all v pedestrian.

Pretty, pretty cool.

So fucking tight. Riffs for days. Can’t wait to drink a few rockshores and drift away to planet caravan.

Kinda cool. Kinda boring. Didn’t really keep my attention and that’s it’s fault.

Cmon.

Tragic is right

The boatman’s call is a sexy seagull singing one kiss by Dua Lipa. This album is still a solid 4. Low-key falls off but cmon.

Minus one cos it sounds like they defs put onions in the white rice.

And so it came to pass, the moon was pink and all was well. Nick Nick Nick Nick Nick, Nick Nick Drake.

Bitta craic indeed. Mad that’s 1983. 90s af.

Pretty, pretty cool.

Was hoping this would come up. So cool. It’s looking forward but so much of it is 70s af. Big hit.

Kinda cool. Kinda samey. Few hits at the end but too long.

I tried. Music from the head not from the heart yo. Listened to some Christy Moore instead though that was banging.

Noice

Bobby you crazy. Some good grooves but didn’t go deep enough and some songs started to drag. Good craic though.

Great craic.

Took me by surprise. First track is killer.

This album is LOVELY. Just out there enough that you can see a few wee aliens. But warm enough it’s like a big hug that smells like weed. Class.

Dan. Dan. Dan. Dan. DAN. DAN. DAN. DAAAN. DAAAAN. DAN! DAN! DAAANN!

This slaps. Didn’t get it before. Indie rave.