industrial melodies woozily exude throughout the album – cold, stark, yet intimate digital textures undulate through his sonic atmosphere.
“Here’s my voice and all my guts: feel free to judge it. It’s like a bullfight: you’re watching emotional violence for pleasure. So this is a character who, almost as a mockery of the transaction, goes uncomfortably deep, into self-mutilation. ‘You want gore? Here’s gore’” – arca. this is the first piece of his own music to feature his singing voice, standing as a defiant, delicate statement of intent.
- Sin Rumbo