<em>A rolling, sad-eyed soul number you can imagine hearing in a cult ’70s film</em>
The second single from James Girdler’s mystery-cloaked project is a rolling, sad-eyed soul number you can imagine hearing in a cult ’70s film playing over a montage of a good-looking couple going through a weepy break-up in a New York apartment. You still hope maybe they can work it all out, but no. Definitely not crying right now. I must be sweating from the eyes.
Kevin EG Perry
Record label: Angular