There’s something reassuring and comfortable about the way “Metal Lungs” starts – straight into its rhythm without intro as though it’s a story you were already part-way through, the next track on an album you had already started listening to.
That sense is echoed by the insistent strains of repetitive guitars and warm, soft snare crunches. When Josh Mease starts to sing we’re treated to a gently melancholy tale delivered in a classic style by an artist who is more Ron Sexsmith and Elliott Smith than he is Wilson/McCartney. Although the guitar solo that hangs over the bridge is a touch too simple and retro to swallow I recommend taking the time for this particular dose of lovelorn troubadour.
