aya
hexed!

For this album, you can't start anywhere but with the cover: those worms in the mouth are on the level of Nicolas Cage eating a live cockroach in Vampire's Kiss. In the musical field, one of the most disgusting covers I've ever seen, worse than many goregrind images, a subgenre that has recently gained some visibility around here. If the mention "imaginative" still exists, it would be mandatory here. But going beyond the shell, how does this hexed sound?

It sounds like a half-successful attempt. It could be the soundtrack of a horror movie with erotic overtones, and perhaps the support of a film would make its consumption more satisfying. aya's offering is purely experimental, a deconstruction of Deconstructed Club (between electronic and post-industrial) interspersed with spoken fragments and dark ambient passages that help maintain a tense and paranoid atmosphere, which, however, lacks concreteness and tends to get lost along the way. Sometimes Klein comes to mind, whom I've already talked about, and other times the Girlsperm (I want to see who knows them!); an album that shows how a few clear ideas are better than many confused ones.

All in all, it's worth a listen out of pure curiosity, but don't be surprised if you start getting bored.

Until next time.