The exact whereabouts of Marlon Winterbourne are unknown.

Some say he lives on friend’s couches. Others have found him writing songs on paper cups in bus stations.

Merry Go Round on the Moon, as the album’s title suggests, is an existential foxtrot through the housing commission laneways of his violent upbringing.

The first track, The Knitted Gloves, is the personification of the silence within domestic violence. “Put foundation on my scars” the singer laments, as he recalls his mother’s black-eyes like it was just another day.

The Bus Depot Seats, is littered with comedic relief, exemplified in lines such as “Jesus he frowned as he gave me the bird,” and “Sydney I harbour, feelings of resentment” -- a song about homelessness and redemption.

In Fish the Stars from the Sky, our antihero is catching the last bus home, back to the “dishes and asthma”. The irony here is that he is smoking a cigarillo, which infers a sort of destructive persona. The song ends down by the water's edge where we find Marlon reading a lover’s note to a “lonesome ‘gull”.