In the Velvet Underground’s singles bar Tom Waits is drinking hard with Nick Drake, cold beer with whisky chasers. Just the Dust are on the juke box.

Based on the long standing musical partnership of Pete Cooke and Pete Kenny they hail from the twisted woods, eternal Sundays and abandoned quarries of the heartland.

The songs on their latest CD rattle of stones are filled with dark disquiet; serene melodies with implacable lyrics sung in a deep soulful voice. Sometimes it’s discordant acoustic rock, sometimes haunted 4am blues, at others bright unplugged pop.

There is a slashing, mordant sense of humour, glimpses of transcendent beauty and a sense of perilous fragility.

“starts out like Magical Mystery Tour Beatles - meets - Bone Machine era Tom Waits…and it continues to evolve and blossom...like music from a demonic carnival.”

“Beautifully composed and sincere…the vocals are amazing.”

“Great vocal presence. Some fine piano playing going on...short and sweet, and very well arranged.”

“Impossible to dislike...wonderful voice too - effortlessly soulful and natural.”

“These organ or harmonium notes could almost be car horn blasts off in the distance as the song opens. This male vocal is so beautiful - reminds me of Antony and the Johnsons with that amazing deep internal vibrato.”

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