Oh lordy. I think Love Like Fire might just be on to something here. Shadowy early-to-mid 90's grunge aesthetics poke out of "William" and "Signs" like a hormonal teenage boy in a girls changing room.
Ann Yu's gloom clad Karen O-like lazy vocals are set free to cascade above a bellowing shoegaze-y canvas of My Bloody Valentine echoes and not-so-heavy lightish-Nirvana squeals . Yu's alluring voice has a distinct beauty to it, but at the same time it seems hard to deny that there isn't any distress or desolation behind the young woman whose strict regimental upbringing forced classical music upon her poorself and nothing else.
This could be an overdue teenage uprising - door slamming loud music to piss your parents off, given the chance... A young woman's revolt to all those times she was forced to chose Beethoven over Beastie Boys, Violins over Velvet Underground and Pavarotti over Pearl Jam.
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