Warm, dark, lascivious, and un petit diret du noir - this London teenage quartet's skeletal electro pop manages to have layers with minimal instrumentation. It may take a few listens but the breathy exchange of male and female vocals, dark romanticism and fluidity will catch you up to leave you hovering on the thermals. If the music doesn't get your attention, the NKOTB haircut will. What number razor is that, anyway?
"I don't have to leave anymore
what I have is right here.
Spend my nights and days before
searching the world for what's right here"
Next week it's thrasher aorta thrumming tracks ONLY, scout's honor. xx chirgo
XX // Islands
XX // Islands
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