If I were to make a criticism about The Hungry I's previous outings I'd no doubt mention the production quality hindering what is obviously a great talent.

Like I said, in my opening reviewing cliché paragraph, there's the ambience of Radiohead present and the vocals have the prowess of a deeper Martin Grech. While the structure of The Hungry I's songs do wander around, it's a lot more liberating than what some critics would argue as being "unfocussed". Each turn you take, you're greeted by a new interlude. It's impossible to get bored of. It keeps you on your toes.

Jon Stolber is a master of his instrumentation. Not lacking in any department, it's not like he's showing off but more like he's running around a room, tapping on a laptop, strumming some strings, crooning into a microphone, sliding a bow across a viola to please some deep luminaries who have been assembled at the eve of the apocalypse.

Miss out at your own peril.

Craig Sharp