An intimate acoustic styled imagining of a simple, tea-sipping life, that is sweet and warm and entices visions of summer escapes on the beach, but is far more aligned to restful slumber by open fires in the woods.
The perplexity in the rhyming literation & spoken word delivery I knew of Courtney always had me off side until the hype surrounding this impending release enticed me to discover what the fuss was all about. And I am glad it did. Despite thinking it is all still a fad, this is melodically enjoyable and thoroughly illustrative, with a wonderful Melbourne flavour.
Having come across these guys by chance at Pony, Little Collins St., I searched far and wide for who I thought the sound tech told me was The Primary Dolls. It took a while but I got hold of a truly offbeat garage release that glimmers like diamonds strewn across black tar.