I went in expecting a pretty standard alt-rock or indie pop cut. You know the type. Tight little groove, moody vocal, a hook or two, maybe some wistful lyrics about pills and heartbreak. But then…..
Outta nowhere — this janky guitar picking slides in, like it forgot it was invited and just barged into the session unannounced. The rhythm section? Stumbles into this half-limp, half-strut pattern that shouldn’t work. It’s crooked. It’s off-kilter. It’s got that “is this a mistake or genius” kind of energy.
ADVERTISEMENT
EXCLUSIVE
ACCESS
Indie Boulevard Magazine
Discover the Indie Artists Shaping the World!
Unleash the Indie
Latest Issue
for just €2.99!
And suddenly the whole song starts bending around that chaos — but never snaps. It wants to fall apart. It should fall apart. But it doesn’t. There’s a fine line between clever and clownish, and they’re doing parkour on it. This thing shouldn’t be this good. But it is. And I hate how much I love it. Been looping it for a week.
SCORE 8.1/10
DEAR SSRI is a beautiful mess. And I’m here for it.
Indie Boulevard Magazine 