A less cynical Inside Llewyn Davies would have found room for this young US songwriter, proof that a man armed with a guitar and harmonica can make potent social commentary. Cast in the tradition of early Dylan and Nebraska Springsteen, Willy Robbins is the lament of a construction worker who ends each day with "my soul replaced by machines". Kapoor's vocals are no folkie drawl; he sings with forceful clarity, supplementing his strumming with forlorn steel guitar and elegant woodwind. It's earnest stuff, but Kapoor's cameos of blue-collar life are poignant and universal: wrecked home towns, insecure employment, busted dreams. An impressive debut.