Hazy Mountains: You

I’m not sure if I’ve heard anything soar as far and as free as the guitars in ‘You’. Set against a liquorice, glo-fi backdrop of stop-start synths and harsh drum patterns, you’re lulled and fooled into believing that Germany’s Hazy Mountains are about to unleash the rehashed, tiring sound of today - only they don’t. The reality is one of guitar experimentation, placed right at the forefront of this genuine, frantic adrenaline rush.