Jesus, “Commit” by Body of Leaves comes in hot. The drums tantalize you from the get-go. I’m a little turned on just thinking about them. No foreplay whatsoever just going right in for what you want. I admire such assertiveness but geez Louise! Some people like a little buildup beforehand.
From the drums, the song builds with a synth that could tease your hair better than A Flock Of Seagulls. As soon as it comes in, your hair stands on its end better than any hairspray could ever do. The vocals are seductive and nonchalant like Joy Division or The Smiths. There’s an airiness to everything that makes it sound like they’re playing in outer space, like this song was never meant for this world. How can you not be completely charmed by this song?
"Commit" led me down a ‘80s alternative rabbit hole, and only God knows when I’ll finally emerge. Please don’t judge me if I return with shoulder pads and eyeliner, accompanied with a cynicism for Reaganomics, the likes of which we've never seen.
*This is my second Rick and Morty reference in consecutive reviews, and I am genuinely sorry. It takes a while to fully leave the system.