As an American, I support the idea of oversized portions, whether it be in the form of a loaf of bread with an entire pizza inside it, or a pop song. Dark Places is just the latest battle in the war against less-is-more, one with it's share of weaknesses (the keyboards in particular needed some re-recording), but one worthy of the Oxford Boy imprimatur regardless.

I squander an allusion to Joeseph Conrad, but do manage to reference the 60's one-minor-hit-wonder Every Mother's Son and their tune "Come on Down to My Boat." I thought I might've ripped a riff off from them, but it turns out not, though I'm not saying some small theft did not occur.