I came across King Krule recently thanks to a recent Nerdist Spotify playlist compiled by *fangirl blush* Meredith Graves. I think I might have possibly have heard of him before and assumed it was Billy Bragg set to a jazzy/punk/urban backing tape, because to my untrained Australian ear anyone singing in a vaguely London/Essex accent sounds like Billy Bragg. It’s my only explanation for not having had the sense to listen to him before.
His songs are lush soundscapes, layers upon layers of guitar and keyboard and who else knows what. Each listen of his songs allows another of these layers to come through like some treasure. Well worth a listen or several.
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