The redoubtable artist sometimes known as Chuck (Icecream Hands, Zhivagos) casts a mostly affectionate, though occasionally critical, eye across various idiosyncrasies of Melbourne town.
All come with his fine pop sense, in economical three-piece form from this latest combo he prefixes. There’s rattling romance on those trademark Trams Of Love, wry discussion of that parochial traffic rule, the Hook Turn, and the dark tragedy behind Chloe, arguably the Yarra village’s best known artwork – hanging in a city pub. It’s all quality work, as ever.
