OH (ohio) continues the Lambchop tradition, where each successive album represents a new stage in the evolution of their distinctive sound. It’s a natural process which has seen them progress from their shambolic early recordings on Jack’s Tulips / I Hope You’re Sitting Down to the off kilter pop experimentalism of What Another Man Spills on to the joyful soul of Nixon and then, pointedly, its polar opposite, the piano-led minimalism of Is A Woman. Most recently Damaged saw Wagner leave the porch from which he had viewed the world for so long and start looking inside himself, his dark meditations on mortality and human frailty matched by a band capable of taking delicacy to delicious new heights.