There are those performances that burn like sapphire to your soul. Enter Charli Adams’ glitchy, hypnotic “Headspace,” a dreamy swim through emotion. Ruston Kelly perfectly counterbalances with a muscular, equally-emotive, vocal, gliding against and with Adams’ tender crying. “I was speeding like a fool,” their voices tangle and twist. It’s forlorn and sore, from the kind of emotional damage from which you may never recover.
Listen to “Headspace” below.