The UK’s favourite troubadour has been taking in some of the sites of the country’s biggest venues, including a night at London’s O2. Who’d have funk the man that wrote The Real Damage would end up as the one of the most popular solo artists of recent years. Maybe it’s the fact that he manages to tap into the seedy underbelly of life and emotion that we don’t like to admit we’ve experienced but we all actually have at some point. Plus he’s recently released the EP Polaroid Picture where his latest track comes from.
Accompanied by a video of Mr. Turner seemingly doing a sound check before a big show, he belts out the track at a rate that leaves him gasping for air. It’s a cliché but there are definitely elements of Dylan and Petty at work in the songs relentless rhythm. The story follows a man’s treks through the various counties and the people contained therein with their opinions of the big black smoke that Turner calls home. It’s sparse. With just his voice and his guitar it truly feels like a track sung by a travelling man.