I dutifully buy Camera Obscura releases, I think because they're always pleasant and unobtrusive, an otiose accompanyment to other activities perhaps, a sort of antidote to the Stooges Fun House, or something. So imagine my joy at hearing this, laden with 40 years of pop references, a Bob-Dylan-I-Want-You harp quote here, a Paul Simon chord change there, scrummy, meaty hooks left, right & centre. On two out of three, words are by one Robert Burns, who oughtta write lyrics for Beck (that's a joke); but seriously, putting melody to Burns' most famous prose is risky business indeed, and where John Cale tried to envelop Dylan Thomas' words in an equally ambitious musical structure (ultimately making something rewarding but difficult), here the 'scura dig up folk-rock hooks like it's Hootenany time in Stirling, and by the second spin you're singing along. I promise. Oh... and WHAT you're singing along with! To hear Traceyanne wrap her lungs around those melodies... the way she sings the words 'bonnie lass' will make you believe she's Suzanne Vega's lost twin, you know, the SEDUCTIVE one.