Some thoughts on the wondrous fourth LP by one of Wales’ true singular talents; on his relocation from his homeland to the United States of America; on his successful channelling of one of his adopted home’s great literary talents; on his hometown’s claim to retail fame and how weather affects the musical mood.

In The Pink Of Condition - H. Hawkline’s first record for the irrepressibly brilliant Heavenly Recordings - is a transportational record. Through twelve tracks, it folds the space between a pinched grey seaside town in North Wales and the bleached-out wide-open spaces of the City of Angels. In doing so, it creates a glorious hybrid environment – one where a rundown, rough and tumble branch of Pontins could occupy the space once reserved for the Disney castle and where ‘spooky dogs’ wait for you around corners, their “two eyes set in a lick of fog”.

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