'Bastards are not orphans, but they are freed from models or possessions and reckon no top or bottom, no right or wrong' states the written accompaniment to the album, and it's an intriguing premise. Each of the album's eight individual tracks shuns segregation, merging to form a rippling, organic, layered whole, underpinned with subtle vocal lines and sparse, uncluttered beats. It's murky, moody and utterly engrossing.