When there is so much craft and attention to detail it’s hard to pick out just a handful of tracks as each have their own merits. ‘Gold’ may only last three minutes but its orchestral sweeps give it an epic feel and the way in which the blurred lines between the verses and choruses is yet another sign of an artist prepared to step out of the constraints of formulaic songwriting. On ‘Glacier’, he takes us on an emotional journey from the musings of gentle frustration to the valley of complete desperation which culminates in the aching declaration ‘there’s no sense of hope, there’s no sense at all’, expressed with so much feeling that it’s almost like his heart is going to burst. From stripped-back guitar and lilting piano to a swirling cacophony of sound, it shows how much of a step forward these songs represent.
When you’ve had a degree of success with your debut it must be tempting to rush out a carbon copy but McMorrow has shaken off the folk singer with a guitar tag to give us an album pregnant with intrigue, creativity and diversity.