The best (and worst) new singles: Suss Cunts, Kllo, and more

New tracks from Suss Cunts, Kllo, and more

Single of the week

Suss Cunts : 10 Years

We’ve all had random hook-ups that thanks to the forces of booze and suppression we now barely remember. There are people we intimately connected with for lengthy stretches of time, but the passage of years and arrival of newly invigorating romance has made the reality no more tangible than a blurry photograph. But these are no less elements of ourselves – they say something about us and influence who we are today. Suss Cunts’ ‘10 Years’ yearns to retrieve some corporeal memory of these events. It’s an easy going, grubby garage-rock number. And it’s a fuckin’ tune.


Christine and the Queens : Girlfriend/Damn dis-moi ft Dâm-Funk 

Two versions released at once – one in Chris’ native French, the other translated into English for us philistines. The English translation lets us know she ain’t looking for a girlfriend, but a lover? “Damn I’d be your lover.” But really, it’s less about lyrical nuance than the Dâm-Funk inscribed ‘80s disco-pop vibe. The production teems with sex, aping Prince and Janet Jackson on a paddy groove that wisely isn’t interrupted.


Liars : Liquorice 

Yikes. This song doesn’t want you to get comfortable. ‘Liquorice’ is capable of implanting great dread in the hearts of strong women and men. This song (or production, as it’s perhaps more accurately described) seeks to do the same. It’s an unrelenting instrumental, all-dark synths, overdriven sounds and strangulating modulations. It’s similar to a Jon Hopkins track, except instead of reaching some kind of transcendence, you feel all boxed in with nowhere to escape.


Kllo : Potential

Kllo’s most sophisticated and inviting release yet pulls us into a space of romantic ambivalence. Why is there no order to our emotional wants and needs? Why do we continue to expect the worst, especially in the face of what feels like true happiness? These questions are raised over a clean, downtempo R&B backdrop as Chloe Kaul connects the dots with poised melodic precision that belies the burning quandary below.