
A sharp, soulful collision of Thatcher-era protest and tender bedroom poetry. Scrappy electric guitars meet brass flourishes and unvarnished Essex vocals.
It's like a history lesson and a first date rolled into one scrappy electric guitar session.
A fiercely articulate mix of socialist conviction and vulnerable, everyday romanticism.
Dive Bar saturates this record far more than the artist's norm.
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