Through kitchen sink poetics covering hospital visits, zoom meetings, school yard scraps, tea and toast, he weaves an epic tapestry of modern existence with a fresh and lucid approach emerging through the prism of each odd-folk ballad. 

His impactful lyrics paint keenly observed tales of family life with the intricacy of Alan Moore, or even early James Joyce, all the while accompanied by a versatile blend of strangled acoustic strums and inimitable vocals through which he delivers poignant insights that will catch you off guard and knock you firmly for six.

It might be the ‘End Of The Middle’ but this trip back to the start feels like a brand new beginning