Danny George Wilson, frontman for Danny and Champions of the World, has gone on record saying 'I don't want to be in a band, I don't want to rehearse…My only interest is in songs and parties.' On their second album, The Streets of Our Time this sentiment shines through in the best possible way. Danny and his Champions are unique in that they aren't a band. Danny sets a date, some of his mates show up, and they record an album. This album has all the best qualities of feeling like you're fortunate enough to be sat on someone's front porch listening to an impromptu jam session where the only possible interlude could be cracking open a can.

Wilson achieves a pitch-perfect balance between sentimental and upbeat. The lyrics here seem a touch more evolved than on their self-titled debut, and the lapsteel guitars and lively banjo keep even the more melancholy tunes in check. On the first track, 'Henry the Van," Wilson documents the loss of the tour van, establishing himself as a deft lyricist and storyteller while lamenting Henry's passing. Wilson's lyrics take us from their young and adventurous days ('There must be an elephant cemetery around here somewhere')… read more »