An enormous number of producers fail to make this interesting enough
One thing that impressed about the Blessing Force coterie when they sprang into view last autumn was their boldness of message and sound: [a]Chad Valley[/a]’s brilliantly garish chillwave, [b]Pet Moon[/b]’s apocalyptic clatter, [b]Rhosyn[/b]’s crinoline camp. While [a]Trophy Wife[/a]’s understated debut single was beguiling in its own way, their new EP feels tame. Each of its five songs bears the production work of a different knob-twiddler – including Yannis on the chilly, stinging ‘[b]Wolf[/b]’ – meaning that flashes of excitement feel fleeting. A loose narrative about dislocation and new beginnings is lightly curious, but not bold enough to earn cultish adoration.