Better still to square the Liverpudlian and former electrician in the folk tradition, but only because he chooses the least complicated ways to connect with people; a strummed guitar, some welcoming chords and a proudly accented voice, basic tools made good by joy and artistry. The Liverpudlian artist perfectly captures his worldview across an album that is anthemic and ambitious.

These days, that’s a hard thing to find, as fooling ourselves has become a national sport, a blight the singer lays out on opener Down The Road, its scuffed-up indie rock immediate proof that this isn’t just another street corner urchin with a grab bag of hope. Stop Living Blind’ and ‘Somethings Gotta Give’ offer a more mellow and laid back side to Webster, illustrating the range of the project. He speaks of the unfairness of life for the working class and the reality of dreams creating a melancholy feel which is also felt in Stop Living Blind and is a needed feature of his album. Our would-be everyman’s also astute enough to understand that the whole thing is rigged against the common man, beginning a song cycle with the words of Living For Yesterday’s man-trap of avaricious consumerism, before offering the hedonism of Weekend In Paradise as the escape route from downpours, debt and drudgery.Continuing the story from the rock-and-roll records that spilled from the docks into the arms of waiting beat groups, the hopeful indie-pop of the 80s that faced-down Thatcher’s cruelty and the Merseypsych boom of the ‘shroomy 2000’s, Webster sings his city to tell a story of our times. Webster describes the city as his heart and it reminds the listener of the impact your home town can have on a person.

This amount includes seller specified domestic postage charges as well as applicable international postage, dispatch, and other fees. Whatever the story, there’s much of the past in his music, a conscious anachronism in an era when the present is constantly trying to erase itself.The first song on the album is Down The Road, it gives you a clear impression of the style of music that Webster is going to grace the listener with through this album. The Joker’ tells a story of loss, with the lyrical content being placed front-and-centre, and only simple accompanying guitar instrumentation. Though a small number of songs could slip through the cracks the majority of the album consists of songs that should feature permanently in your playlists. But listeners will struggle to find a more heartfelt tribute to a home than This Place, the reassuring feel everyone gets whenever a front door is opened set to words, little parochialisms and love wrapped into infectious togetherness, optimism and hope. Similar to Cinnamon, Webster tells the story of the working class people describing not only the struggles but the glory of the lifestyle that a lot of our nation are living.