Singles are meant, at least in one sense, to be adverts for albums. This serves its purpose well. Like its parent album, it’s relatively slow and easy-going.
But don’t get too comfy, as there are fangs behind the surface of this music. While Cale has accepted his place in it, this is a world steeped in regret and failure. It’s the sort of record you can put on at the end of the week to unwind, forget about work, all your concerns and all your problems and just go to that special little place inside all of us where no-one can hurt you.
It has also got a very ’70-ish Neil Young feel to it. Along with the softness and the jangle, there is real grit and emotion present here, not so much tugging at the heart strings as seeping its’ way inside you, letting you know that it’s on your side.