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Avanti [Explicit Content](Parental Advisory Explicit Lyrics, Colored Vinyl)
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There are ghosts all across AVANTI, the debut album from
Malice K. At points it's howling and unhinged, a grungy layer
atop a lush foundation of melodic capital-s Songwriting, but in
other moments it dissolves into a gentle, wistful haunting.
Malice K's songs are blunt, uncomplicated and unflinching as he
probes the interiority of memories, of mistakes - saturated with
an innate intensity that sucks you into his gnarled and visceral
world, so barbed it could draw blood.
Malice K is helmed by visual artist and songwriter Alex
Konschuh, New York-based but born and raised in Olympia,
Washington. Following a stint living in Los Angeles, where he
became a member of the artist collective Death Proof Inc., a trip
to New York resulted in him simply never leaving the city. A
period of chaos ensued, Malice K exhausted and unmoored and
ultimately, unwell.
The record is unpredictable across it's 11 songs. The album opens
with a jarring scream on "Halloween," Malice K's breathless
vocals buried beneath a grungy, roving Nineties riff. The track
emanates a manic energy, enveloping. It's a fitting entrypoint
for the record, and for the vividness of Malice K. The snarling and
obsessive "You're My Girl" has a swaggering paranoia: "I got so
high I thought my hand touching my hand was your hand." But
AVANTI exists in quieter moments too; "Radio," with it's
fluttering morose cello, moves at an almost glacial pace
comparatively. The aching wistfulness of "The Old House" is an
album stand-out, anchored in an acoustic guitar, an uneasy
lullaby that never quite settles into itself: "I think to myself I got
the things that I wanted, but I can't help think there's
something else that I forgot to do."
A recent press interview called Malice K a shapeshifter, but he's
not amorphous in that way. He's decisive and intense, more
concerned with carving his own path, and building his own
world. Every part of Malice K is distinctly himself: from his
sweaty high-octane shows to the high-flash high-contrast
photos; from his gnarled and unsettling illustrations to the
studio recordings that vacillate between grief and tenderness,
there's an exceptional ferocity across everything Malice K
touches.
AVANTI feels lived in, like peering into an abandoned house
through a window smeared with grimy fingerprints, relics of a
life well-lived scattered inside - despite being a debut, there's
the sense that Malice K arrived fully-realized, imperfections and
all.
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