Ah, we just love the people who start off in the outer rings of the ripple, only to gradually drift towards the centre.

This obverse effect suits those artists who take time to come to terms with their work and, probably, their part in it.

Dubliner Patrick O'Laoghaire has bided his time with two EPs (2014's Yellow Raincoats and last year's No Countries), but his debut album overshadows these by virtue of its occasional imperfect folk/pop richness.

The songs, too, are better – tracks such as La Niege, Cold Fact, Battle Hardened Pacifist (a particularly brilliant tune), Casablanca, and Cuckoo mix shrewd humour with a melancholic undertow.

The result is intimate, friendly. After several listens, you’ll have a tribe, too.