Geordie Greep: The New Sound
Briefly

The black midi frontman's solo debut populates his over-the-top genre workouts with a carefully drawn parade of unsubtle, unsympathetic characters.
Across its 62 minutes, men in bars and nightclubs and boardrooms seem almost as if they're competing to see who can abase themselves the furthest.
They are failures on their own terms-seldom do they seem to successfully bed a woman, even when they're attempting to pay for sex.
This is an album full of dudes who are beset by a misery they can't communicate, one that forces them into saying and doing things.
Read at Pitchfork
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