Ned Collette got his start in Melbourne’s experimental underground, and threads of improvisation and jazz still run through his work. Collette distills complicated ideas into clarity. He does this musically, letting cross currents of jazz and psych run through his folk melodies without muddying their purity. He does it lyrically, unspooling a novelist’s notebook of observation and conjecture in his songs with ease and a startling lack of drama . . .
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