Tom Waits – Swordfishtrombones (1983)

Quite possibly the perfect record to sit in an old city centre pub with, drinking strong ale and watching the revellers go about their business. Truly I suppose, Tom Waits’ music is probably more suited to smashing back an Old Fashioned in a dusty, smoky hole of a piano bar, but I’ll work with what I’ve got here in little ol’ Wales.

Whilst not as macabre or as experimental as later offerings, records like Swordfishtrombones are still a cerebral listen, taking elements of many classic genres of music and twisting them into a strange and drunken world, which we are viewing through a broken lense. By the end of play, I’m strangley craving a packet of cigarettes.