It starts of fairly well on an Eagle Eye Cherry kick, and then the ridiculously named ‘Spek’ opens his mouth. Yes folks, this man has possibly the most annoying voice you’ve ever been subjected to. Brittle and nasal, he sounds like the bastard offspring of Finley Quaye and Joni Mitchell. And coincidentally he’s named a record after his hypothetical mother titled ‘Hey Joni’. Wonder what she‘d do if she heard the sort of contemptible dross her son insists on making? One would imagine she’d probably leave him on the curb and drive off in her big yellow taxi. She’s definitely got the right idea.