Like any music worth listening to - the experience is ineffable. I've seen a few interviews with Daughn and concede that he is at least handsome, even if in that perfectly-unshaven-totally-premeditated-unkempt-and-calculated kind of way. Given that he is often the only person on stage when he performs, it could have been a great concept to launch a review from juxtaposing his singular look to his singular sound - because both must surely be designed. Are his beats as gated and condensed as his overly starched tartan button-down? Is his afternoon coif of pomade and pocket comb as articulated as his abletoned multi-track reverb? Do the Timbs match the baritone? Are his sideburns as playfully unbalanced as his panning?! (that ones just silly) Of course, though, these are things beyond most critics perception because they aren't paid to discuss bespoke nuance. They're paid to digest trend and push mouse clicks. The digital dealer as it were. I don't even read that shit because if it's the music you're after, well it's as right in front of you as balls before breakfast.

His debut All Hell is excellent. Check out Rain on a Highway or In the Beginning