"but that doesn't stop your heart sinking when the set opens with a grinding, funereal blues. Obviously, making hearts sink is rather the point of grinding, funereal blues - but is it all going to be like this?
Thankfully, no. After a couple of perfunctory cover versions - including, inevitably, the Beatles' I'm a Loser - Everett performs Saturday Morning, a paean to childhood. You wouldn't exactly call it sunny, but it is surprisingly devoid of existential despair. The comedy of Restraining Order Blues may be black - "Judge made it clear, I can't be near you" - but it is funny none the less. His three-piece band rumble away, sounding rather like Crazy Horse. "
thats the middle half..... I think he makes it sound better than he intended too.