Tremulous Monk – Sparkle Like Your Shoes

The walls-bleed-rainbows Apples In Stereo-ness reveals Mr Wilkinson as a songwriter and producer of manageable tea’n’crumpets quirkiosity: read badly sketched boy with lower money/imagination budget disclaimed. The pleasant but tannic standardness of song is sweetened at turns as each glockenspiel clink and organ clot drops sugarcube-or-cream-splodge-like, until the worst that can be imagined is his supping tea with the mother or a law PhD student. All the warmth is channelled though the left speaker though, so listen through faulty headphones for disappointment only.