I can imagine it must be pretty tough being friends with Roo Panes. Nothing against the guy, I’m sure he’s perfectly nice. It’s just he’s one of those guys, you know the ones, the kind of guy who seems to have discovered the secret that the rest of us aren’t privy to and is happy to use it to make the rest of us look inadequate

Having moved to London and begun making waves with his own brand of subtle, spacious folk, Roo did what any self respecting troubadour would do: he got on the bell to Burberry and now you can’t move for pictures of his face on billboards across the country.

See. One of those guys.

I mean come on! Folk singers aren’t supposed to look like that, Jesus I’m an occasional folk singer and I look like a face carved in a haunted tree.

It wouldn’t be so bad if he couldn’t really sing or only had 3 fingers on each hand but of course, being that guy, he writes rustic folk tunes with surprising richness and depth. His recent EP Weight of Your World dropped at the end of last year and sees him filling out his sound with all manner of instruments that take his simple, melodic tunes and fill them out into sonic landscapes that echo with the sound of the open British countryside. With lead single Know Me Well starting with simple piano chords underpinning Panes’ tremulous vocals and building to a spine tingling climax that leaves you itching to start it over.

Fucker.