David Hirst is an alternative folk singer from Liverpool, whose dreamy acoustics and humble crooning makes him an intriguing artist. Think Chris Isaak, Roddy Frame and Gotye wrapped up in vintage sepia film, and then you get the idea of what David Hirst sounds like. What’s great about Hirst is despite his folky DNA his music is subtly enchanting. It’s a surprising twist, which makes Hirst an artist of distinctive talent bridging the gap between the earthy and the sensual. Lyrically Hirst is poetically quaint, a sort of quintessential gentleman, whose melancholy is filtered through his noble musings. What sounds at first glance as understated, turns out to be a meticulously, textured and sentimental production.

“Send Me To Hell”, is a captivating song whose waltzing acoustic riffs and undercurrent of eerie synths rotates like a symphonion music box . Along with the fleeting shimmering guitars “Send Me To Hell’s” soundscape trails like an ethereal entity, looping around Hirst’s sorrowful vocals. “The Wolf” is a more emotionally drawn-out song, whose aching vocals hijack the ambiguous lyrics. With its stripped down acoustics, “The Wolf” slams and staggers revealing the secret ardour intensified through the staccato riffs. It’s in “Drops of Dye”, that Hirst really shines as an accomplished songwriter and whose spirit is encapsulated in the lyrics: “I wipe away the sorrow from my brush. And load it up with passion, grace and love. To build a little love…”. Ingeniously, “Drops of Dye” is also a song whose xylophonic droplets reflect the essence of the song, rippling against the romantic Spanish guitar riffs.  Whereas other artists self-indulge with their emotional warfare, Hirst maintains a dignified reserve, whose sentiments are crystallised in his rich and heartfelt vocals.

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