When we all anointed Tom Vek for his long-awaited return, in our heads we were really, really wanting Willy Mason back. The young crooner with a voice that morphed Johnny Cash with Kurt Cobain, his cigarette-stained fingers plucked gently on Americana treats such as ‘So Long’ and ‘Hard Hand To Hold’. He’s been hibernating since 2007’s glorious Where the Humans Eat, but now he’s back. And grizzlier than ever.
‘Restless Fugitive’ is strange and dark, but his voice broods and flows like a whiskey-drinking ocean. It’s similar in aesthetic to ‘Save Myself’, but with a more updated beat powering Mason’s hushed tones. The intro does, alas, bear some similarity to the ending of Crocodile Dundee, but Willy would make a much better addition to any damp trip through the outback. As the pedal steel adds to the intrigue, there’s one mystery that doesn’t need unfolding – it’s so good to have him making music again.






