“Two white lines flashing to the radio… and the man with the funny last name’s asking me where to go. So it’s pisshead diplomacy offered over water and mints, while I’m carefully trying to divine which bullet he’s missed” - One Punch
Davey Craddock’s second album is messy. There’s blood on the pavement, helicopters overhead and a racist shouting over the fence. It’s called One Punch.
Since the release of the Australian singer songwriter’s debut album City West in 2016 things have changed. Davey introduced himself with an album The Music described as “a world class introduction to one of this country’s finest singer-songwriters”. City West’s dry, observational, no-bullshit take on folk rock became a favourite of ABC Radio and Double J with The Australian giving it four stars. Don Walker invited Davey to Sydney to perform it, Davey played it to perplexed Americans, Davey performed it at festivals across Australia, but when sitting down to write a follow up things felt different.
One Punch - the song and the album - is about a world confused, angry and stumbling over itself. The song is set in 'that corner' of every major city where young people are regularly felled by unexpected violence. Kebab in hand and blurry eyed, the song leads us down a taxi rank as each bloodied customer is given their chance to explain their bruises. What the hell are these people so angry about? What are we all so angry about? What the f@ck is going on?
The ten songs on One Punch see Davey and his band of Perth notaries exploring darker, noisier and more chaotic sounds. It’s an album about hyper masculinity, displaced people and displaced ideas. There’s a nuclear bomb. There’s an almighty racket. There are no country songs. There are no love songs.
Drink some water. Look after your friends. Call if you can’t get home.
“Craddock’s uniquely Australian power of observation and gift of storytelling is matched by an uncanny knack for creating classic hooks”
The Australian - Four Stars