With a weird name and an even weirder press release there comes an expectation that perhaps this person is quirky, odd and slightly mad.
He is!
So much so that when he appears on the stage at the Joiners with a cellist in tow it is barely questionable when he makes odd comments and Stacy, the afore mentioned cellist, seemingly falls asleep at the cello.
Of course that doesn’t mean they weren’t any good. Quite the contrary. The venue was awash in a soft blend of male and female vocals, tantalising guitar and haunting cello. They all swirled together in a concoction so potent that it was easy to forgive the occasional feedback that temporarily deafened the audience.
The definite highlight performance of the night was Home, the title track from his EP. It started off slow and gradually built up, and although it was more memorable than many of the other songs, it still managed to lose itself slightly.
It was a good night out, his botanical banter with the audience was entertaining and so was the teasing he subjected the front of the audience to, if The Boy Who Trapped The Sun is ever anywhere near you, go to see him knowing that he comes highly recommended.