As the modern world seemingly goes from bad to worse, wouldn’t it be fantastic to fire up the DeLorean and disappear to some other time and place? I’m not naive enough to expect things to be all sweetness and light in my chosen destination, but a change is as good as a rest, or so they say. In the meantime - while I’m inventing my take on a flux capacitor - I’ll let The Explorers Club aka Jason Brewer magically transport me back to the classic pop sounds of the sixties/seventies via two albums that luxuriate in the sweet, summery sounds of yesteryear. Two albums that should put a smile on the face of those in need of a little pick me up as the nights draw in and, for many of us; hibernation is starting to look like a sensible option.