Bored Nothing is Sydneysider Fergus Miller, his second album more cohesive than the bedroom indie of his excellent eponymous 2012 debut but no less fascinating.
It’s more refined but still raw in places, the lo-fi slacker tropes expanded into Sparklehorse and even Elliott Smith terrain in places, with lazy hooks meandering into your psyche, then digging in to stay. There are reverbed vocals, strummed guitars and neat loops, with smooth, slinky single, Ice-Cream Dreams, the bright, bouncy Where Would I Begin and the willfully contrasting Ultra-Lites and Ultra-Lites II standing out. Gentle and engrossingly beguiling.
