Celebrating otherness, E B U casts a universe of her own both sonically and visually. Defying any one genre, she refers to her distinct sound as "swamp pop". Unnatural sounds and pitches exhale in melodic chants, ominous basslines resound and eerie loops fixate in this macabre ensemble. You are captive in her world. Moments of haunting clarity keep you wondering where she will take you next whilst strange narratives unfold. Her chameleonic visual display is charged with emotion, keeping you suspended in a state of flux as she orbits through the spectrum. Stimulated by human behavior and existence she questions the very nature of being, and invites the audience to explore through her cathartic performance. Her sound captures elements of the radiophonic qualities by electronic pioneers such as Delia Derbyshire, through to unlikely melody and harmony akin to that of Ryuchi Sakamoto or Laurie Anderson. It's an exploration of strange places with a weird and wonderful sphere, sonically capturing the colorful intensity of Alejandro Jodorowsky's Holy Mountain (1973), or perhaps sounding like a much more out-there, much more convincingly extra-terrestrial Space Lady... These are just vague comparisons though... Essentially, her sound is a total world of it's own. Hinge, E B U's debut album, is an outer body experience that will conjure up memories you never had before, images you can't quite place but somehow relate to, and a sense of sweet disorientation as you slip into a whirlpool of shape-shifting melody, harmony and frequency.