So,
Fran Healy, of Travis fame, co-produced the ephemeral stylings of rising indie-folkie Australian brother sister singer songwriters (that's a mouthful) Angus and Julia Stone. I haven't had the chance to buy the album yet myself, although I like what I've heard so far. Sort of a whispery Steve Tannen (of The Weepies) with Joanna Newsom instead of Deb Talan. Anyhoo, fair enough. What I'm interested in here is the revelation of their producer, and that this may explain why the band Travis has put out multiple crappy albums since their glorious "The Man Who" back in 2000, I think. Frontman Fran Healy seems to have been mailing it in ever since. "Why should this be so?" I once thought to myself long ago. The reason? Perhaps Frannie has secretly wanted to be a whispery singer songwriter himself for some time, secretly pining for a single acoustic guitar and a mid week gig at the Hotel Cafe and has been fettered, held down by the bonds of banddom, the shackles of Travis. Solo album anytime soon? I say yes. He can whisper away all he wants without wasting his bandmembers' time. And it might just be a goodie, too.
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