Great lost genii, the brothers Head, aren't they? Admittedly, it's the gaps, as they wrestle with cancelled record deals, heroin problems and sloppy side-projects that drives this judgment more than the records. ‘The Corner Of Miles And Gil’ confirms that Shack’s talents shine brightest in flashes rather than on full glare. The atmosphere of happily effortless idling is spot on; there is beauty, wit and shrewd, skewed observations (baskets of frogs and trips to Lichtenstein), but an unwillingness to cull overly self reverent showing off, like ‘Miles Away’, dilutes the mix too far. As with most genii, their obsessive charms start to look less fascinating after an hour or so.
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