laura carbone

Cut with a brooding primitive pull and blessed with a fracturing shadow hearted soul blues swing, this slab of spikily wiring seduction is incoming through the duchess box imprint mid July. This be Laura Carbone with ‘cellophane skin’, a maddening walls closing slice of freaked hysteria, at once savage and enchanting it prowls and purrs like a mythical siren scabbed in soft psych spell charms stirred from a potent brew of bad boogie invested with essences drawn from a youthful PJ Harvey and Carina Round.

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