Self-described as being a “reckoning with stuff that’s been building up like static for years”, David Gray’s 13th album finds everyone’s favourite headbobbing troubadour posing, and valiantly attempting to answer, an arsenal of existential questions. What is the true meaning of love? (I Saw Love)
What happens when we shuffle off this mortal coil? (That Day Must Surely Come).
And, on multiple occasions, where exactly is our little blue planet heading?