The stars are calling after her. She’s running away. Trails in all directions, spreading with each drum thud, each upward riff and cracked shout, she’s everywhere. Lovely from any vantage, but the sky’s eye has the best—something like fireworks with roles reversed.
UK’s G R E A T W A V E S haven’t much to trace yet: a month-fresh soundcloud, and one glowing account of their live debut. Bookmarked.
