I’m going to explode, but I won’t

Not a single mention in your Best Of 2020 lists [MOJO 326] for Phil May’s brilliant, poignant swan song, The Pretty Things’ Bare As Bone, Bright

As Blood? Don’t bring me down, MOJO! I was

already heartbroken at his passing. Album of the year, for this listener. Don Share, Chicago

…Without sounding like someone from across the pond (who in no way would I wish to be associated with) I demand a recount. I listened to Song To A

Refugee by Diana Jones. I’d never even heard of her prior to this, and wow! It’s heartbreaking, beautiful, tragic, poignant, and touching in equal measure. Just as importantly, it’s relevant to what’s happening in the world right now. Before hearing this, as I mentioned in a previous letter to you, my top three albums of the year were The Unraveling, Good Souls

Better Angels and Rough And Rowdy Ways. But with apologies to the Drive-By Truckers, Lucinda Williams and Bob, Diana Jones’s is the finest new album I’ve heard this year. It’s certainly far better than the lacklustre and under whelming Letter To You. David Tags Taylor, Thurnscoe, South Yorkshire