
Opening inside the belly of a rusting container ship. Percussion rebounding from the dark metal bulkheads. Strings descending from girders overhead and tied taunt to the rivets below. EMA 's Marked unravels its denialist-pop heart in the form of bold confessional. With a voice at first breathless, scratchy and raw but - over the course of the often brutal stream of conscious lyrics - metamorphosing into that of a polished indie-pop siren; harmonising with herself and managing to bring some sort of transcendence to the nightmarish opening. An organ solo straight [...]
One of the strangest songs ever recorded.
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