Super chilled loveliness from the as yet unsigned Sykes, a femme fronted three piece hailing from London who judging by this delightfully delicate gemstone know a thing or two about the craft of amorphous glacial pop. New single ‘gold dust’ comes softly crushed in twinkling euphoric showers of honey toned rushes, add in a sprinkling of subtle Balearic accents, the trace toning of down tempo hues and equip it in lovelorn yearns and quite frankly you have a seductively surrendering sortie which might just be arriving time enough to catch the season end summer rays.


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