Rob Snarski ProfileThe Blackeyed Susans’ singer offers an album of fan-chosen (mostly) covers delivered with his smoky croon unadorned, except for some subtle textures provided by much-credentialed producer/guitarist Shane O’Mara.
The effect is a set of confessional/conspiratorial little conversations. There are songs from some of the usual suspects you might expect — Joni Mitchell, Jimmy Webb, Elton John’s Tiny Dancer — but some interestingly stripped-back curiosities and tangents too, like Spiritualized’s You Lie, You Cheat and Pulp’s Babies made more intimate. Find a comfy chair in a dimly lit room and let this wash over you.
