There's an unrepresentative amount of folk being posted on STN among brand new names at the moment. Whether that's because plaintive songwriters are raising their game or everybody else has stopped trying is a moot point - actually, going through the inbox regularly as we do, it's the latter - but the late night broken melancholy of Glaswegian Tiff Griffin and his band reaches beyond more obvious contemporary countrymen focal points (King Creosote, James Yorkston) and comfortably onto John Martyn territory. This is the lead from an EP out April 21st.
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