If you’ve ever slowly blinked back to consciousness in a dentist’s chair, unable to distinguish dream from fact, you already know what King Krule sounds like. Archy Marshall, the 17-year-old who wrote and sing- mumbles this five-song EP, exaggerates his South East London accent and douses his voice in echo, so it’s slurred and evasive. Slow hip-hop beats fade in, brush against sparse guitar chords, then disappear like a distant radio signal. The lyrics add to a feeling of unease, with references to a bloody bed, wounds, “ill health” and “spastic gyrations,” but Marshall hides the words from listeners. He’s built a singular world where nothing is in focus.
Listen To “The Noose of Jah City”:
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