Spoken word snippets continue to appear throughout, the whole thing is a performance – a short piece of theatre. Every detail has been carefully incorporated.
Bishop extends her creative reach into the realms of a Regina Spektor inspired vibe with this single. Purity & cleverness fuse to make for something that leaves a gaping void of unwelcomed silence when it comes to an end.
Very few modern artists get so swept away or lost in their performances, at least not so authentically. It showcases the weight & power of true soul, and it gives you something incredibly striking to experience.
The lyrics offer a notably poetic string of images, a story that is slightly distant seeming, but that grabs your attention regardless. Certain lines stand out & further the haunting feeling – ‘I come to watch you die’ is a perfectly fitting example.
The musicianship is superb, as is the creativity. It’s the perfect meeting of the bizarre & the skillful, the unknown & the ever-impressive. The journey the audio takes you on is wonderful, weird, powerful & impossible to predict.
The imagery & concept are so simple, so relatable, yet this feels like a brand new scene – an alternate ending to your favourite film perhaps.
The track doesn’t arrive covered in glitter, it warms you with a hopeful musical backdrop, it grips you with a heartfelt presentation of poetry & character.
There’s a definite indie edge that really works in its favour. Grant Smith’s leading voice & lyricism make for something incredibly soulful & fresh.
The music softens you, the words break you down, the changing pace reminds you how uncertain life is. A band with a shared love for artistry & expression.
Once you adjust to the rhythm & relevance of these sounds, you witness & connect with the songs – the melodies, the riffs, the raw emotion of the lyrics.
When we’re faced with a mainstream arena of over-produced songs that are all too often formulaic, Ace Lover is precisely the kind of option music fans need.
Skilfully chasing these varying emotions with a flawless vocal stream of notes, always offering some poetic reflection of the inner turmoil of being human.