I got an email from Kevin Pearce recently. Now, you might be thinking “shut up Ciarán, we’re only here for the tunes” but his name sticks out in my memory as one of the really early artists I featured when I first started this crap so my ears perked up when I saw it. Then I totally blanked out for a week or so, and here we are. He’s done a new song which you should plug into. Because it’s brilliant, obviously.
Dark and desolate, the sparsity of the mix leaves plenty of room for Mr Pearce’s voice to reverberate around your head and each last word that passes through his lips feels full of intent – there’s no doubting that this lad is sure in his mind and he gets his message across far more convincingly than any politician has in the lifetime of mere peasants such as you and I. I don’t know you’re a peasant but, come on, you wouldn’t be here if you had anything better to do. The final third of the song sees everything step up a notch and the intensity surrounds your individual brain cells, leaving every last one of them completely on edge and every hair on your body sticking right on end no matter how inconvenient it is.
A right scorcher that could easily adorn the score of any film as it pulls out so much emotion that it doesn’t matter if you’re watching Ryan Gosling or Danny Dyer, you’ll still fall ever so slightly in love.
We Close Tonight 
I like it!