Babybird continues to flood us with new material (this is just one track from the umpteenth album in the past few years) but it is all very high quality and this is a wee burner of a song…
How the hell does he do it?
Anyway, here he is again wondering how to find a way out (of what?) in a mid-paced ballad (BM hopes he has a shed or something because being socially isolated with Stephen Jones might well be a nightmare – only joking, of course!) with a lovely and haunting chorus. The voice is still intact, an instrument in itself, one of the classic English voices of the last 25 or so years, and BM really means that, having followed him through thick and thin).
So please check out his stuff on Bandcamp, there is a real treasure trove of top notch tracks there – and BM hopes he will venture out into Scotland once again when all this shit is over…