|3||Humana Second Hand|
|4||Black Dog Got Silver Eyes|
|5||Rats In A Sack|
|6||This Trainwreck Of A Life|
|7||Nowhere To Hide Now|
|8||When Mouths Collide|
|9||I Grow Tired But Dare Not Fall Asleep|
With eerie prescience, the two-time Mercury Prize nominee has returned with an album which dissects the universal unease and anxiety of the new decade. Containing ten vital, visceral tracks, it’s a record suffused with a distinctly 2020 angst – reflecting a post-Brexit, post-truth world in which we’re assailed with relentless, inexorable information and opinion on a 24/7 basis.
Ejimiwe is, of course, no stranger to producing music of anxious, claustrophobia-fuelled tension. Since he first emerged at the start of the 2010s, the London-based musician has established a strong sonic signature: his albums, impossible to categorise, are awash with intense inner monologues carefully externalised and set to stunningly intricate soundscapes.