“How Are You, Just a Dream”, yowls Micah P. Hinson on his ramshackle opener of the same name. It’s a tantalising slab of in-the-moment garage rock, the sort that an inebriated Elvis Costello might make, if he blurted his immediate thoughts over a fiery, Coxon-like six-strong racket. But it’s something of a red herring here, because ‘Micah P. Hinson And The Nothing’ is actually an uncomplicated jaunt through time-honoured tradition; an excursion that worms through the work of classic songwriters and continues the renewed vigour of his last outing ‘…And The Pioneer Saboteurs’.

This time, however, his collection of songs seem more rounded and complete, with Hinson himself suggesting the batch of demos benefited from “a ground amount of love” after a bad car accident in 2011. There are still unashamed nods to Willie Nelson and the folk genre’s similarly authenticity-oozing forefathers, but as previously, Hinson is far more than woefully inept pastiche. His quality is most palpable during the staggeringly beautiful centrepiece combo (‘The One to Save You Now’ / ‘I Ain’t Movin’’), the latter of which sees him communicate his most husky, weathered drawl alongside roving, after hours piano – making for a luring slowburner that echoes Cat Stevens’ ‘Tea for the Tillerman’. There’s no boundary pushing here, but the heartbreakingly anguished storytelling, which previously spilt ominously from Hinson’s world-weary tongue, has been refined into something that deserves ample time in your company.


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