Largely landing in a Harry Styles-esque bracket of big, sparkling hooks, his solo material is proudly pop - from the bombastic earworm of opener Born With A Broken Heart through the stadium-sized soar of follow-up The First Time. It’s all hugely radio-friendly, albeit it without a particularly individual point of view; instead, it’s when David goes more off-piste on the lilting ‘50s swoons of Tangerine or the fancy footwork of Tango that you can see a more tangible solo identity creeping in. He’s admirably honest about the process. “I understood I wanted to give myself the chance to experiment as much as possible,” he says of recent debut solo album Funny Little Fears, “not to enclose myself in one version of myself.” A completely reasonable point from a still-young artist, although one that he then immediately undermines by playing The First Time for the second time in the night.