3rd album from young composer/songwriter, buzzing with an abundance of exceptional string-based structures, unfuckwithable prosaic tendencies, as well as a catchy line here or there.
Years later, a 2nd album! Possibly the best heavy music band in the county in 2012. For fans of Birthday Party, Pissed Jeans, et al. Unflinchingtales of modern frustration from the brink of it all.
Ex-Paradise Motel, Bailey's 2nd LP lurches ominously through the psyche of various characters you will never know. No guitars & all wurlitzer piano = you are over a million black dunes without a map.