content: Huge up-surge lately in the so called 'singer songwriter', unleashing wave after wave of horrible trite acoustic guitar wielding wannabes off of MySpace and into your living room. Tom Baxter's offering Feather And Stone, at least has some integrity to it. more folky kind of approach than an attempt at pure pop tune writing, but my God gettin to the end of this album is one dull and painful struggle. There are superb songs here - but sadly, only 3. My declaration, the moon and me, and under the thumb (which almost - ALMOST make buying the album worth while - but not quite) stand alone, welded together with some of the dreariest monotonal slooooooow slothful and dreary songs I have ever heard. It might be your cup of tea, but certainly a cup of tea probably stands more chance of keeping you up than this..