Cold wet days can be instantly forgiven if you are listening to anything by Au. And no, I’m not talking about the indie hipster paperback AU, but of Luke Wyland, a Portland musician who sounds one part Panda Bear, two parts lovely…
Songs like Boute have the ability to transport you from the stuffy innards of an 8a bus at 7.47 in the morning, to a rocky outcrop overlooking a majestic fjord in Norway, or was it the Cavehill?
This album offers escapism for those of us that are losing the will to live in this turgid weather. So try it out, close your eyes and think of somewhere you’d rather be. For me, it would have to be Butlins…
