Yeule gets cryptic and aqueous on "Skullcrusher"

Everything Yeule releases leaves us in an addled state. Attempting to classify their sound into words would just lead to us coming up empty  – Yeule’s music and visual persona fall into a canon of their own, a literal glitch in a matrix. Punk and preternatural, their music is a mixed stream of grounded vocals and cyber, grimey tunes. Taken from Evangelic Girl is a Gun, Yeule’s teased album to be released on the brink of summer, Skullcrusher is a preemptive carrier into the era soon to be bestowed upon us.

The Singapore-born, London-based artist has an overt affinity for posthumanist forms of thought – which is not too hard to gauge from their presentation as a cyborg being in a post-apocalyptic world. Not identifying in full with either (or any) of the metropoles, Yeule often mentions they feel as if they exist solely in the liminal, the in-betweens – and their sound is rightfully broadcast from the very intangible roots of these realms. Luckily, we do not have to follow suit by shedding our comfortable human forms to heed to Yeule’s callings (at least not yet!) – beguilingly converted and decrypted for our ears, they can be enjoyed even from the most mundane grounds.