Saior

Not to be confused with sixties psychedelic metallers Steppenwolf, Stefan Wolf is a singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist from Down Under. This is his third album, and a confusingly erratic ramble round his myriad musical influences it turns out to be.

Fans of Tindersticks and Belle And Sebastian may find a few moments to marvel at, not least of all the off-hand brass and clunking rhythm of 'Sailor'. 'Bon Appetit, Omar Sharif' is moody and broody with some delicious vocals from Catherine Tunks. That formula is in evidence again for 'Susannah You' which the Wolfman himself sings in his barely-arsed Leonard Cohen vocal style. The accordions give a neat continental lift to 'The Love Song' although Tunks' vocals owe more to Eurovision than rock.

'Bad' is embarrassing, twee rubbish and 'Man On His Own' is so awful and pointless it could be an unplugged Iggy pisstake.

At 33 minutes long this is little short of a rip-off and some of it is not so much low-fi as no-fi. The world deserves better.