They say the streets of Glasgow are paved with singer songwriters and they're not wrong. Even in city this size, you can't swing a cat without hitting one. Try it if you don't believe me. Putting himself and his album "Boos Blues Booze and Laughing" up as targets for rotating felines is Steve Adams.
The first thing that strikes you about this album - once you get by the songwriter's club exercise feel of "Buffalo" - is that Mr Adams is a man with a wry outlook on life and, instead of wallowing in the pit of angst that most singer songwriters seem to love, he bears the cuts and bruises of his journey through life with dignity. Whether pointing out the emptiness that comes with lack of responsibility in "Have You Washed Your Hands" or lack of achievement in "Get a Life", there's empathy for the rest of the human race on show. It might well be the time of the "me generation" but he is not going to let that drag him down. Even though that warmth and humour shines through, the highpoint of the album was the wistful and reflective "Care For Me".
An eminently likeable album on the subject of life's up and downs is not a common thing these days and while Steve Adams will never be the king of cool, you'll be glad to make his acquaintance.