They’re not as off the wall as previous Green Man spectacles, but there is evidence of Owen trying to make something different. Gentle guitar and piano make up this likeable ditty which paves the way for a host of pretty tracks. It’s the first lyric and piano line he wrote for the album and perhaps we should give him a chance, for there isn’t a nurse gentle enough on the NHS to mop up his blood. “Give yourself a chance/Not a nosebleed,” the munchkin sings on opener They Do. That said, it’s exactly these factors that give his inoffensive pop an edge. His shaky trait voice is raw and his wince-worthy speech impediment stands out stronger than any of the tracks. You don’t have to know How The Mighty Fall was penned through a period of soul searching and personal doubt to hear its vulnerability. He is still limping along making the best of life and this third album is the evidence. Just like the hurt badger you see once a month shuffling out of your garden hedge, Mark Owen hasn’t died an overdue death, neither has he made a healthy recovery. Get a blanket and bundle him into your homes or who knows what will happen to him. Man-boy Mark Owen is back, in a not-quite-as-camp-as- Kylie way.
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