Purring guitars and mentally haphazard drums
Good luck trying to decipher this lyrical minefield. The vocals are wrapped in so much reverb you’ll be reaching for the smelling salts by the end of it. But such frivolous details as whether the protagonist is “killing” or “kissing” are small fodder. It’s like Kate Bush meets This Mortal Coil, with purring guitars and mentally haphazard drum skits that sound like a stray toddler bashing the shit out of a Casio.