The Last Polaroid Charles Jenkins and the Zhivagos Silver Stamp Melbourne’s Charles Jenkins prides himself on a well-crafted turn of phrase, attached to seductive harmonies or his mournful solitary vocal, but always with a vivid narrative as the driving force. This fifth album with his band the Zhivagos is no exception to that rule. The 10 songs here are typical of Jenkins’s off-kilter guitar pop, delicious hooks hung on uncluttered arrangements, where just occasionally Jenkins’s guitar or that of offsider Davey Lane takes front of stage. The opening title track embodies all of those things, with “may you not be left hanging like bad art in a motel room” just one of the lines that hits home on an exquisite three-minute pop song. The following Cartwheels is equally engaging, with a funky guitar riff underpinning a chorus that would sit comfortably in a Hollies collection. That’s also one of the tracks in which the trumpet of Hunters and Collectors’ Jack Howard adds an extra dimension to the guitar, bass and drums. Bar-room piano also fuels High Above the River, an authentic glam-rock romp. There’s a mellow change of pace on the shimmering Kathleen, driven by an insistent snare drum and delicate tremolo touches. Much of what Jenkins does owes a debt to classic pop from days gone by and the country-pop epic Electronic Devices reeks of unashamed nostalgia in lines such as “And yeah I show my age all through the day / the rewinding of the cassette, the 90-minute TDK”. Another quality offering from an underrated Australian songwriter.