Father John Misty - Holy Hell

“Damn, the future ain’t looking’ so bright,” sighs Josh Tillman as ‘Holy Hell’ stretches its aching muscles. Penned at the tail end of a year that’s seen all sense and security in the political landscape thrown out the window, it’s up to Tillman to attempt to patch up those fractures. His storyteller’s persona comes into its own here, “highly effective rhetoric” and the “perverts who get off on it” the subjects of his withering gaze.

Huskier and more fragile than ever before, that baroque Father John Misty vocal has never sounded so vital as when he offers up the briefest of emotional respites, rhythmic structure cast aside for something more simple - “Hey, my friend, the world won’t end unless we want it to. There’s no one in control, and it’s our life to choose.”