Trevor Sensor is just twenty three years old but sounds an awful lot older. His hometown, Sterling, Illinois, featured in the video posted above, is an archetypal mid-west post-industrial wreck of a place where dreams go to die, which may go somewhere to explaining the wisdom beyond actual age, lived in, hurt quality of his songs. Sensor's debut album Andy Warhol's Dream, just out, is a big bruised, thick and warm thing that could have been made at any point between 1967 and 2017 but I'm just grateful that it's out now. It's a record that's characterised and stands out from the herd firstly by means of Sensor's husky, gnarled voice which might well remind you of Dylan and Mike Scott or others but has such character of its own that he's really established himself here as one to watch by this alone. In addition, the songs are so well crafted and imbued in earthy melody,and emotion (Dylan and The Band's Wild Mercury Sound is again a good comparison point for the meaty forward momentum he and his band generate), that I was hooked six tracks in and was half in love by the time I got to nine. Surely one of the debut albums of the year!