He’s the fly on the wall of the gig economy of Sydney’s Inner West, delivering the observations of Kurt Vile and Lou Reed with a dose of adrenalin. It’s beautifully gritty and contagiously agitated.
The themes of procrastination and self-doubt, Boyd reckons, are “pretty common for people in their mid-twenties. Everyone’s trying to get their shit together.” First single Plans is based mainly on his friends (and, okay, a bit on himself). Friends who hope their girlfriend or parents will help cover the rent this month. Friends who use other friends as a yardstick for their own behaviour, calculating that they’ve got a few fuck-ups left before reaching the grand total of someone else’s.
“I got concepts, I got ideas, I got notebooks full of writing / I got hardbacks, I got softbacks / I got friends and they’ve got contacts / I got hours, I got next year / I got mail I haven’t read yet / I got projects, I got projects...”