Recorded a year ago in London's Union Chapel in front of an enraptured audience.
A feast of vulnerable balladry with a political heart and, audibly, much surrounding air. You probably know already whether you want this. It will depend on how you respond to felted voices and the cloaking atmosphere of delicate self-absorption which goes with them. The Hegarty songs respond slightly better to the treatment than do Wyatt's, with the exception of "Sea Song".
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