Davey Craddock’s second album is messy. There’s blood on the pavement, helicopters overhead and a racist shouting over the fence. It’s called One Punch. Since the release of the Australian singer songwriter’s debut album City West in 2016 things have changed. Davey introduced himself with an album The Music described as “a world class introduction to one of this country’s finest singer-songwriters”. City West’s dry, observational, no-bullshit take on folk rock became a favourite of ABC Radio and Double J with The Australian giving it four stars. Don Walker invited Davey to Sydney to perform it, Davey played it to perplexed Americans, Davey performed it at festivals across Australia, but when sitting down to write a follow up things felt different. One Punch - the song and the album - is about a world confused, angry and stumbling over itself. The song is set in 'that corner' of every major city where young people are regularly felled by unexpected violence. Kebab in hand and blurry eyed, the song leads us down a taxi rank as each bloodied customer is given their chance to explain their bruises. What the hell are these people so angry about? What are we all so angry about? What the hell is going on?