When some artists have new releases, there is a doubt in your mind whether they will be able to maintain their previous levels. Not so Frank Turner. He's too clever for that.
Here is Frank's third album, and another spectacular set of songs which say exactly what I think and feel but in a poetic way that I could never manage. It's clever, at times very funny, and it affects me in a profound way.
The songs here were worked on and recorded with the band that Frank uses live, and he says that it was a much more collaborative process than on his previous recording. This means that at times - Live Fast Die Old, Poetry of the Deed, The Road - the songs have a much fuller sound. At other times it is much more stripped down. But the feeling is there throughout, and the music is crafted beautifully around that feeling and passion.
The beauty of Turner is that the more you listen, the more the poetry comes through. And the more the poetry comes through, the more the music means, and the more you want to listen to it. This beautiful little circle hasn't finished for me yet with this album - indeed, it hasn't finished for me with his last album - and I look forward to the next few months/years and the hours of enjoyment this record is going to give me!
I can't recommend listening to Frank Turner enough. No music has affected me as much as his since I first got into music.
My current favourite songs on the album are the rollicking Try This At Home, the celebration of sunny afternoons in the park that is Dan's Song and the lovely, lovely Isabel.
Oh, and Journey of the Magi is so good it nearly makes me cry.
Paupers and kings, princes and thieves, singers of songs, righters of wrongs, be what you believe.