His vocal is pure forlorn indie singer - lacking clarity in favour of beautification, it melts together with the string swells and gets lost in the climaxes. The description sort of works, though, in so far as there’s a lyrical minimalism to this record that asks you to instead focus on its atmosphere - much like a Ben Howard type, RY X repeats mantras over and over and lets buried hums and “woah ohs” carry his record into the clouds. In reality RY X is a lush quasi-folkie who softly mutters over nylon strings, subdued pianos and skittering drums - whatever he can get his hands on, which is probably a lot, considering that the room he’s performing in is very big - I can tell from the dominating and echoing acoustics this record writhes in. “Sun Kil Moon sounds with Bon Iver singing over the top”, promises my editor man Clint, because he is a monster and likes to see me struggle to like things. Staff reviews of RY X Pearls of wisdom from our seasoned staff RY X - Dawn from Robin on 4th May 2016
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