Taking themselves back to their roots, and grasping onto what made Turin Brakes stir up a fuss in the first place.

Outbursts is a multi-layered recipe for achievement, although obviously dwelling slightly on past successes. This being their first studio album since 2007s Dark on Fire, its fair to say this is a healthy step up.  The mellow storyteller like melodies, wrapped in blankets of anything from bongos to strings, accompanied by familiar claps and crisp double-bass lines, set this album apart. The tones are communicated so clearly, without being bare and lonely. Un-deniably uplifting pathways are laid, connecting each track, but still leaving relaxing dips to breathe it all in.

The teaser for this album that was bestowed upon us is opening track, Sea Change. A clear example of the hard work and promise still expressed by Olly Knights and Gale Paridjanian, the driving power behind Turin Brakes. It sets you off slowly into a world of acoustic retire, but builds up contently with stepping stones of drums and strings, into the thick rich sound that Turin should be known for. This song stands out as the catchiest, and most understandably written, which does make you question its placement in the running order, but nevertheless still plays it’s part.

A Personal peak comes in the form of Paper Heart. By not overcomplicating its communication to the listener, it pulls you onto the raft, letting you float down a sleepy river of piano keys and warm chorus’.

The voices of Olly and Gale intertwine unarguably, complimenting each other, and the music. These vocal connections amplify the build-ups that help these songs raise your spirits.

It is fair to say, that the production on Outbursts, helps to achieve the more interesting atmospheres put into the tracks. Something that could work against them in live performance, but it helps the album make sense, so all power to them.

Outbursts is an essential mood setter. Take the opportunity to enjoy this album, while the sun is very slowly starting to put its hat on, but the evening air still holds its crisp wintry breath.