Returning from an elongated US excursion, Oh Mercy embrace a driving Kurt Vile, War On Drugs scale, carrying along with a barrelling beat, Alexander Gow’s vocal rising to the occasion for the most part. It’s a lush, breezy ride, burdened slightly by Gow’s reverence for the songwriting form, dipping into a middle eight when a sick, blown-out solo would’ve taken things to the next level. It’s satisfying, but not spectacular, though it could’ve been.
Oh Mercy : Sandy
