One of the most common cliches you\u2019ll ever hear is \u201cit\u2019ll be worth the wait.\u201d As we all know, that is not entirely true. You could wait three hours for your food to arrive in a restaurant, and it could still look like a bomb went off in the kitchen and you\u2019re left with the remains.<\/p>\n
Anyways, that\u2019s probably not the best opening analogy I\u2019ve ever come up with, but basically what I\u2019m trying to say (albeit in a very long-winded way) is that this album has been a long-time coming, but bloody hell has it been worth the wait! This is one of the most accomplished pop albums of the past decade. It\u2019s an album that sounds familiar enough to be accessible to the everyday listener, and offers enough experimentalness (is that a word?) to keep even the biggest music enthusiast hooked in. <\/p>\n
Rise Up<\/em> kicks off proceedings, and you couldn\u2019t really ask for a better start to this musical journey. Spine-tingling layers of vocals overlap, subtle synths fade in the background until Indi\u2019s vocal rises above a soft piano melody. I\u2019d like to point out this is all within the first 40 seconds. As the song continues, we build toward the most epic soundscape with one heck of a catchy guitar riff. It sounds odd, but it makes me think of Queen<\/strong>. As in, if the band had just formed now, in 2015, this is the kind of stuff they\u2019d be doing. But, you know, fronted by a woman\u2026 at least I know what I mean.<\/p>\n