Vinyl Records London are on cloud nine, we are now spinning in a brand new copy in Heavyweight LP from Travis PLEASE ALLOW 57 DAYS FOR DISPATCHIncludes bonus disc of album demos.’10 Songs’ is an album that holds you in its own emotional microclimate at the outset and keeps you there. It’s also a grownup record. ’10 Songs’ is a record about the way life comes at love and what love does to weather those challenges. “This is no rehearsalThis is the take,” sings Fran at the beginning of Waving At The Window, over an insistent piano hook, “Promises you once keptAre going to break.Every track on this album carries an even load. No passengers here. Nowhere to hide. “I write songs in an antiquated way,” explains their creator, “Sitting at the bottom of the bed, ‘pouring my simple sorrow to the sound hole and my knee’, as Joni Mitchell put it.” As a songwriter based in L.A., Fran Healy doesn’t need anyone to tell him this is no longer how it’s done. It’s far from uncommon for the credits on successful modern pop songs to feature upwards of ten writers. Hits by committee. “It’s fine,” notes Fran, “Personally though, I’ll take ten songs written by one person over one song written by ten people. And if I feel that way, then surely someone else must do too.”

Vinyl Records London are on cloud nine, we are now spinning in a brand new copy in Heavyweight LP from Travis ’10 Songs’ is an album that holds you in its own emotional microclimate at the outset and keeps you there. It’s also a grownup record. ’10 Songs’ is a record about the way life comes at love and what love does to weather those challenges. “This is no rehearsalThis is the take,” sings Fran at the beginning of Waving At The Window, over an insistent piano hook, “Promises you once keptAre going to break.Every track on this album carries an even load. No passengers here. Nowhere to hide. “I write songs in an antiquated way,” explains their creator, “Sitting at the bottom of the bed, ‘pouring my simple sorrow to the sound hole and my knee’, as Joni Mitchell put it.” As a songwriter based in L.A., Fran Healy doesn’t need anyone to tell him this is no longer how it’s done. It’s far from uncommon for the credits on successful modern pop songs to feature upwards of ten writers. Hits by committee. “It’s fine,” notes Fran, “Personally though, I’ll take ten songs written by one person over one song written by ten people. And if I feel that way, then surely someone else must do too.”