I can still remember hearing this song for the first time, years ago, the first time I’d heard anything by Camille; the sense of discovery, of creativity unrestrained by good taste (The various vomiting noises as the song really kicks in), of having no idea what was being said, and just of falling in love with the noise of it all. I was smitten immediately by the way it sounded so unlike everything else I was listening to at the time, and so complete in and of itself. There were worlds within this song, an identity coherent and personal, and I had to know more. Can you blame me?
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