The title track on Fin Greenall’s third album is a towering six minutes of insistent, hypnotic acoustic guitar that somehow mutates into spaced out dub half way through.
Greenall sounds like the sort of guy who makes girls go weak at the knees—and he knows it. In other words he’s the sort of guy others guys hate.
He’s achingly deep, soulful and probably massively sensitive, too. But here’s the thing: he’s really very good.
So good, in fact, he’s managed to secure a collaboration from John Legend on two tracks.
So go on then Fink, steal all the women and take over my head while you’re about it. Bah.
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