You know an artist is striking previously unstruck nerves when any attempts to contextualize their music lands you on descriptions like "middle-period Joni Mitchell covering Talk Talk and run through a computer made of jelly." Attempting to classify ML Buch's music usually leads me to these goofy dead ends, so I've largely stopped trying. Instead, I just let myself get lost in the Danish songwriter, producer and composer's alternate realities — I find myself pressing from inside a dew drop, crawling up the bank of a dusty sunbeam, hanging from the belly of a cloud over warm waters.
Buch's new songs — the latest tastes of her forthcoming sophomore record Suntub, arriving October 27 on 15 love — find Buch twisting from the gelatinous shapes and soft electronic tones of earlier single "Somewhere" or debut record Skinned and toward the dreamworld rock music of a song like "Fleshless hand." An uncomplicated, spattered guitar riff and Buch's layered voice shift atop a simple beat on "Well bucket," while "Working it out" is a meditative smear of watercolour, just Buch and her singular guitar sparring in the haze. So little music feels genuinely new — ML Buch is playing herself into the future.
(15 love Records )Buch's new songs — the latest tastes of her forthcoming sophomore record Suntub, arriving October 27 on 15 love — find Buch twisting from the gelatinous shapes and soft electronic tones of earlier single "Somewhere" or debut record Skinned and toward the dreamworld rock music of a song like "Fleshless hand." An uncomplicated, spattered guitar riff and Buch's layered voice shift atop a simple beat on "Well bucket," while "Working it out" is a meditative smear of watercolour, just Buch and her singular guitar sparring in the haze. So little music feels genuinely new — ML Buch is playing herself into the future.
