When your debut features samples from Nico's 'These Days' and doesn't actually need them, you can sleep the sleep of the job well done - and David Turpin and his cohorts deserve their share of lie-ins.
While the sheer quantity of Irish records available in any week now is more likely to bewilder than beguile, Turpin does plenty to make himself stand out - singer-songwriter forays into programming long ceased to inspire UFOs-over-the-GPO awe, but someone trying to make every track a planet in a bigger universe is reason enough to watch the skies.
Together with co-producer Stephen Shannon, Turpin makes sure that the electronics don't end up taking over and left in a corner with a hand-me-down acoustic he'd still cut it. Maybe that's the next album.
In the meantime, you can mix up the happy and sad here; wonder if his drama would work better on a soundtrack or musical or see how often you can play the standout 'Dancing on My Grave' and still get the same pop buzz.
Harry Guerin
