Take one bloke (National Treasure is a fair description) and add a heavy dollop of Boo Hewerdine and you have a winning formula. I cant remember an album I have repeat played so many times as this one. Things like 'Mothers Handbag', a song all about the smell of his mothers handbag, Batersea Boys, about a tough man who used to like opera and then the parties over, a song I would love to have played at my funeral (hopefully not too soon!)
I urge you, if you like Eddie Reader, or if you like Kris Drever, or Boo Hewerdine, or Squeeze or talented singer songwriters, get this album.
It would be a tragedy if this album wasn't recognised for the brilliance it is.