Jovi Skyler makes music that is driven, passionate, and packs a powerful punch. It has the energy and growl of grunge, as well as the playful punk middle finger to a mainstream sound and lack of creative freedom.
This is folk music pumped through a pop prism lens, the dazzling brilliance of its passionate heart dances an enchanting, ethereal, effervescence with the giddy dizzy fizz of its fantastical fractal flavors.
With cosmic psychedelia beamed in from the twinkling furthest edge of the universe ‘Grey’ dives headfirst into the black hole void of depression but manages to retain the kaleidoscopic colour of its far-out soundscape.
This isn’t just one of the best albums of the year, or even the decade, this is a piece of art without equal or comparison. The Kerosene Hours wields a poetic pen to weave narratives of such dark drowning depth only the primal force and emotive truth of the vocals can safely guide you home.