When it comes to love we start with the best intentions. The dark clouds are ignored and the tinted glasses are worn with pride as we dance to the available music. Historical encounters that started the same only to end in hopeless recriminations are forgotten as we forge a road towards nirvana. The exchanging of rings and the setting up of homes carries us onwards whilst the harsh words remain locked away in an upstairs room, dormant but potentially devastating, waiting to be released.

Panu’s vox has been dragged over the musical cacti but he holds it all together as he always does thanks to a great vocal performance.