Bleep

Anysia Kym’s lowkey lo-fi merges perfectly with Loraine James’s glittering, glitchy production as they pair up for the short and sweet Clandestine. There’s a nonchalant wisdom to Anysia Kym’s lyrics, like a series of quiet fireworks, which she and James sonify in hazy stop start rhythms, twitchy skittering scratches, and chiptune-esque spluttering melodies. As if heard through the walls of a hazy afters, Kym’s vocals drift through woozily repitched sounds, with the seesawing chimes and frosty ambience of ‘tension’ overtaken by detonating bass frequencies.