Main man Drew Kennett is feeling a bit sad. As would you if the product of all your creative labours was, this disjointed and underwhelming stab at folk poppery.
If it's advice he wants then he could do worse than to remember never again to use a rhyming couplet like the one, which introduces the listener to his sonic wares: "You're under the weather/Not feeling to clever", just wont do.
Oh yeah and give the ersatz Bob Dylan thing a rest in future please. You're not fooling anyone.