Fionn Regan’s last offering, 2010′s The Shadow of an Empire, proved to be a grand step from his soft-spoken debut, The End of History. It was a “Dylan-goes-electric” of sorts — although noticeably less controversial, but with equally satisfying results.
This time round, Regan has returned to his acoustic ways, but has brought with him an array of strings, increased piano, haunting Leonard Cohen-esque female background vocals and flecks of orchestral percussion.
The result is 100 Acres of Sycamore, released yesterday. Regan has slowed the pace down again, in a good way. His writing has matured (even more) and Regan continues to flourish as a highly accomplished songwriter.
An album which reminds listeners of lazy bank holidays, previously forgotten childhood memories and companions whose names have been lost in time, 100 Acres of Sycamore has matched Regan’s previous works and is a clear indication that the man from Bray still has a whole lot more to offer.