Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly The Chronicles of a Bohemian Teenager

Sure, you could rag on Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly’s sole songwriter, Sam Duckworth, for sounding too much like the Shins. You could accuse the UK-living 20-year-old for being too self indulgent or ballsy. But your accusations would have no merit, as he writes flawless acoustic folk-tronica anthems. Duckworth writes melodies like he’s the god of pop rock, with enough guts to leave contemporaries flailing in the dust. First single "I-Spy” is playful and shows Duckworth’s eye-watering vocal talents at the top of their game. Although sometimes cheesy, the lyrics don’t shy away from edgy and slightly political meanderings. "Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly” or "Whitewash in Brainwash” may sound too innocent to bring down the system but that won’t stop them from trying. The whole album is largely based around Duckworth, his acoustic guitar and laptop-produced drumbeats, and throughout the 12 songs that formula doesn’t once become redundant. "Call Me Ishmael” has a refreshing horn section, only further establishing Duckworth as an educated songsmith waiting for his big break. Such talent will not go unnoticed, and unlike many pop-based songwriters before him, if Duckworth keeps it up he’ll be something of a legend by the time he’s 25. (Atlantic)