ballerina black

You won’t be to surprised to hear that we’ve momentarily lost the press release for this un which in the greater scheme of things is a little – shall we say – redundant and superfluous just now because I’d like to think the music speaks for itself. All over this like a rash from the word go, the latest from Ballerina Black literally ticks all the boxes in terms of seduction, style and sensuality. ’Brixton Rain’ comes from a place that has stirred into the dark heart of Numan, initially awash in a curious sonic matrix that sees it fusing the dark gothic pop motifs a la mid career March violets with the strangely sparse electronica of say, a flock of seagulls ‘nightmare’ – a track which this cut takes as its reference marker – and from out of which it soon weaves its soft seduction amid swathes of ice tipped chime garlands and the ghostly lure of sepia set glazes to drill out a deliciously darkening euphoria that’s kissed with the pout of the Rubicks and the infectious impact of Salon Boris.