The Nameless

Cathy has truly outdone herself, making an album of beauty and complexity that surpasses even Tales of Silversleeve. There are songs here that show a mastery of a range of styles and ideas, from the misty-eyed longing of ‘Bad Weather’ to the pocket pop of ‘Happy Slapping’. The record unites the common strands of her previous two albums, displaying a real identity and personality all her own. This is what a Cathy Davey album sounds like, and it’s spectacular.