Listening through softscars for the umpteenth time since its release last week on Ninja Tune, the thought occurred to me that this is the kind of record Jimi Hendrix might love.
Opening with a possessed processed growl amid shimmering distortion, somewhere between drowning and murder, morphing, twisting, and yearning to be something other. And that’s just the first tune.
From the liner notes:
The project closely examines the anatomy of their long held emotional wounds for their most vulnerable work yet. Though its subject matter is heavy and arcane, there is a sense of joyful catharsis that emanates throughout the project. Driving it along is yeule’s shape shifting vocals, sounding more assured than ever in all of its jagged edges and haunting whispers, relaying the imperfect process of healing.
Bedroom folk, K-pop charms, stadium sized rock, washes of synth dreams and more collide on softscars with the power and force of a distinct and studied voice searching, transforming, blossoming. The cry of love.
softscars is a record for restless souls.