Monday, 8 September 2008

Oh oh how you are my hero

9.53pm

So, I have finally been allowed to listen to the album. My "friends" who were previously so obsessed with watching Come Dine With Me graciously allowed me to put on the stereo. I do love my friends. A couple others joined us, and I nervously put the CD in the drawer. I can't remember the last time I was so excited by the prospect of an album.

And Oh! My! God! I was not disappointed. From the moment the swirling guitars began on Flowers and Football Tops, to the last strains of Ice Cream Van, the album is utter genius. I never really thought I would enjoy listening to someone singing in a broad Scots accent (having been utterly embarrassed by the Proclaimers), but James Allan manages to make it sexy and vital. We all sat in my small room with the volume turned up (one friend insisted on listening to the single Daddy's Gone first, out of sequence, "because I haven't heard it and people keep talking about it"), and marvelled at it. It sounds absolutely amazing... I'd heard pretty much most of it live and the sound is every bit as good.

I realise I am saying nothing at all that is insightful about this album, but there is no need to. All you need to know is that this is the best album I have heard for such a long time. You need to buy it.

That's all that needs to be said.

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