From the opening kick drum of I Love Hollywood!, the LA-based artist has you gripped firmly by the shoulders. Dripping in synths, overlaid in transportive techno beats, the record is a guided tour through Slayyyters state of mind, from the depths of a bag to the highs of a good time there are even fleeting visits to her more vulnerable moments. <\/p>\n
Opener I Love Hollywood! picks apart the toxic underpinnings of the west coast party scene: drugs, skipped meals, and inflated social currency. Its also a banger straight out the gate, chased down just as quickly by Miss Belladonna. The chorus is so thick its like syrup, oozing hedonism as Slayyyter laments that he lives for love and I live for drama. Elsewhere, Rhinestone Heart and Girl Like Me deliver two more slices of full-bodied girl pop. Memories Of You keeps pace, but veers from the carefree escapism that has so far dominated the albums focus. Slayyyter misses her ex, and shes not afraid to admit it. <\/p>\n
Later, Tear Me Open winds the energy down for a similar tonal departure. Confessing that she wants to be with the object of her love forever, regardless of the pain that could bring, its quite the change from the flippant disregard of Dramatic, where she claims to be faithful to whoevers asking. <\/p>\n
Slayyyters sense of humour becomes more pronounced towards the latter half of the record: Purrr turns an erratic, maximalist din into an undeniable hipshaker, while Plastic pays an astonishingly frank tribute to the beauty supplied by a doctors needle. Shes just as unabashed on closing track Out Of Time the big finish where she concludes that she hates herself \/ but if they all love her then she dont mind. The second part, certainly, is true. <\/p>\n
Posting a very respectable 35 minutes in length, Slayyyters not here to waste time or mess around: STARFUCKER is an express delivery of utterly skipless dance belters. Plant your feet and let your mind melt. <\/p>\n
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