The rest of the album follows suit. Each song offers some soaring crescendo about the beauty of nature or the simple pleasure of the sun on your neck which makes you want to climb inside the song, Alice In Wonderland-style, hold your arms out- stretched and slowly twirl. And though it might seem a bit, for want of a better word, poncey – and an x-pieced indie folk band from the ancient halls of Oxford University is a very easy arrangement to dismiss as such – they come across as more cheeky and charming. Yes, it might be naïve to assume all is good and right and all we need is a calm breeze and some love, but it’s bloomin’ uplifting stuff. And isn’t this just what we need, when all around us bands are trying to push boundaries, pull shapes and reinvent the wheel?
‘Tales From Terra Firma’ offers a richer, fuller sound than the debut album and some tracks are tinged with an ever-so-gentle coating of sobriety and growing maturity but the important components of melody and subtlety are relatively unchanged. Stornoway are not going to win any medals for the most innovative sound but in these bleak times they’re like a warm and cosy, cuddle blanket that will cry you to sleep with a large, embarrassed smile on your face.