All songs are essentially sensory illusions, but there is something particularly chimerical about this composition. It curves and folds in on itself without seeming to break a single straight line like some kind of musical Möbius strip, but there’s also a hint at multiple layers of depth that are not immediately apparent. There’s a sense of physical space at every moment, but it’s difficult to suss out the shape of that space, or your position in it. Nevertheless, the piece does not evoke discomfort or vertigo — on the contrary, the confusion is a pleasurable thing, kinda like the way we go on amusement park rides to simulate sensations we rarely encounter in normal life.

twosyllable Records is really the best little label you might have never heard of. We’ve been enamored with both That Ghost and New Villager, but it took us a little longer to come around on Bell - the New York-based band led by Russian-born, Alaska-raised songstress Olga Bell. We then saw that she was touring with some MOKB-beloved bands along with playing SXSW for some of our favorite blogger buds and took another listen. Comparisons to Bjork abound, but it’s your loss if you write it off as too derivative. Bell seems to have been immersed in making music since the tender age of three and her classic training mashes with the kind of creative, off-kilter improvisation that can only come from an artist who is truly engulfed in the continuous process of making art through music.
Bell will release her hand-numbered 7"/digital single debut on March 24th through twosyllable. LOCALS : Make sure you catch Bell and Lemonade the day before in Bloomington, IN!
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