His vocals were flawless and backed by some sweet harmonies from the rest of his band - who stood around him, dotted between tall lamps and oversized lightbulbs. However, a lack of variation and dynamics in his writing resulted in a set of disposable pop songs that left a lot to the imagination. It was hard to gain anything from the show, and despite a crowd that was appreciative after every song, I fear that both the gig and the music will soon be forgotten by most. I left Scala not feeling sad, or disappointed, but…well, nothing.