Grit your teeth world; Danny Baker is going in dry 'Death In The Key Of Life' is like a long sustained Coltrane saxophone solo. It caresses, it brutalises, it honks and bleats (in)articulately, it pleads for meaning, it spits on the world. Often all on the same page. Many have tried to give expression to the inexpressible - Joyce, Artaud, Beckett. Danny Baker is the first person who might just have pulled it off.