Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
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Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
Black LP.
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Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
Blue colour vinyl.
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Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 7-14 Working Days)
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Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.
Available To Order (Estimated Shipping between 7-14 Working Days)
This item is to the best of our knowledge available to us from the supplier and should ship to you within the time-frame indicated. If there are any unforeseen issues with availability we will notify you immediately
Peggy Gou's debut album is a Moët-streaked mess of VIP room slink and polite festival hedonism, filled out with nauseatingly nostalgic references and featuring a bizarre duet with Lenny Kravitz.
When you're nursing a single that's notched up 500 million streams, do you really need an album? Do albums really carry the weight they used to? Well Gou wants people to interface with her "art", according to the opener 'Your Art', a preachy spoken word segment that's surely at odds with her music ("we have forgotten self respect" - ok). And while the ATB-sampling mega-hit '(It Goes Like) Nanana' is gonna pique the interest of the masses, it's surrounded by forgettable retreads that don't particularly play to her strengths.
The strangest moment is 'I Believe in Love Again', a passion-eviscerating slow jam that spreads Lenny Kravitz's zombified vocals over canned M1 stabs and boxy drums - the most chilling part is that Gou's breathy verse might be even more embarrassing. It'll be massive, probably.