An album that dares to use the dreaded ‘f’ word in its title, a title that also screams ‘I love Bob Dylan’. The influences on offer are scarcely concealed, with Sir Bob and Simon and Garfunkel given more than just the tip of a leopard skin pill-box hat. But no-one I can think of is making the effort to bring this kind of music back to its natural constituency (ie. A below 40 audience) with the exception of Kings of Convenience, so Daniel is onto something here and he has the songwriting strength to pull it off. 8/10