“Undiluted anthems of distorted bliss”

Sindy's new album, Dear Diary, exists in a solitary vacuum of intuitive musical exploration. The writer, Tom Serner, and his two co-producers Jacob Haage and Hannes Ferm, play with the notion that music must be pleasant and perfect in order to be beautiful.

Stratified and laminated sound unfolds in undiluted anthems of distorted bliss. Certain words and cadences seem momentarily genre-defined, yet they remain out of grasp, unanticipatable. In the era of streaming and instant gratification, exactly this concept of anticipation seems more relevant than ever. Dear Diary offers a different, perhaps naive, perspective. A childhood memory. The texture of an old toy. Fragmented sensations of a whole. Emotional feedback loops that echo in the scarcity of sound.