I used to be all about music. I lived for music. I went to hundreds of gigs and festivals. And then I discovered philosophy, arguing about religion, writing and wrapped that up with two awesome twin boys and a beautiful partner.
And I forgot music.
My love affair is starting again.
Or from the UK.
Here is my review (tells you little about the album, though!):
I love this album. There have not been many albums which have moved me on first listen; moved me to want to review it; moved me enough to instantly want more; moved me enough to remind me why I fell in love with music; moved me enough to regret having taken a sabbatical, amidst a busy and hectic life, from listening and loving music for what it can be: musical poetry and astute lyricism.
Sweet eyt rough; articulate and poignant; touching yet uplifting. Welcome home, music.
You might have heard his single, Let Her Go:
But this is probably my favourite:
Love the video, too. The lyrics are lovely. I also respect the fact that he used to busk just to get by. He’s done it the old-fashioned way!
