Nervous and frantic, I began to twitch in eager anticipation as I was led from the flowered, fragrant bath. Guided by cloaked and hooded figures, I was to remain secluded until until I was truly cleansed. An intoxicating scent lingered in the air - sage combined with burning flesh. Shrieks and moans mixed with thunderous, booming noises as I was became blinded. Unable to see, able to hear, I had no idea what was truly in store for me. I could hear the footsteps, the heavy breathing, and the sweat pouring down from my chin. No longer did I feel the pain I was subjected to. Free from the unbridled violations, the poking and rampant prodding, I became enlightened, purged of all worldly aspirations and desires. Like a child would pull bark from a tree - I could what I once called my skin being yanked and uprooted. My flesh, newly molted and expunged, fell before my very feet. Reborn martyr - unlocking untold secrets.
Kidcity’s newest track is puslatingly ghostly - apparition pop. Spooky, vexing but infectious “Bloody Face” seems to linger and swirl over a pounding, atmospheric rhythm. The vocal work offsets the gloomy - lending a sort of joyous sing song aspect to what could be seen as murky and mournful. Confident and forgiving. An ethereal enchantress beckoning, reassuring the aching, the pain is only the next step in your enlightenment.
♪ File under: lo-fi, dark pop, darkwave, oh my