The album cover’s photograph reads “Irish Singer-Songwriter”, a title I can only imagine most Singer-Songwriters detest. Crap boring, acoustic-guitar-shite is what it spells out, to me anyway, but maybe that’s what he was going for.

The album actually opens with some lovely melancholic piano and I enjoyed listening to Flannery’s gruff, pensive voice. Similar to the most famous singer-songwriter of them all a female voice (Yvonne Daly) is used for harmonic purposes from time-to-time.

As would be expected the songs range from slow to medium in tempo, you’ll probably recognise Tomorrow’s Paper, a catchy, fun time song from somewhere...I can’t actually figure out where I heard this song before, probably an ad for a bank or maybe just on the radio, anyway it’s good.

I also really liked What Do You See, a song with country roots vibes flowing through it; it was a welcome change from the slow paced songs surrounding it. This album is one for those alone/late-night times, I liked it a lot and I really wasn’t expecting to if I’m being particularly honest.

There’s a nice mix overall right the way through the album between piano, guitar and offbeat melodies. I am not too familiar with the Irish singer-songwriter scene, I am more familiar with bands so for all I know there are hundreds more well produced albums like this out there.

Emer Molloy