π§βοΈπ (4.5 frozen headlights out of 5)
Sometimes a title feels less like a name and more like a distress signal encoded in starlight. Thatβs exactly the case with the latest release from , the enigmatic project thatβs been quietly redefining grief-pop for the past two years.
Track two (labeled only as βXβ¦β) is the surprise. Itβs not a sad song. Itβs a drum machine, a cheap synth bassline, and a vocal sample of someone laughing through tears. The message seems to be: heartbreak doesnβt get cured. It gets remixed. It gets turned into something you can dance to at 2 AM in an empty kitchen.
Is Freeze.24.01.12.Scarlet.Skies.Heartbreak.Cure.Xβ¦ a masterpiece? Too early to tell. Is it the most painfully honest 11 minutes of music youβll hear this winter? Absolutely.
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