Teasing us with a life behind the curtain, Tempers return with dreamy meanderings of electronic elation.
As Tempers told us, Private Life explores the life within the glowing room, and throughout the listen, it’s easy to just envision yourself floors below, admiring the journey from the street corner, gazing longingly into this blue excitement like some sort of surreal stalker.
The fluorescent TV burn flickers with the kick of the drum, sending morse code murmurs from behind the curtain. Like a moth to the flame, the hot light burns something inside you, and you will follow its lead wherever. Golestaneh’s vocals add this echoing essence, reverbing in waves of melancholy, but its intensity doesn’t sound sad, but inviting. On the outside, indie electronica pulsates in upbeat rhythms, but as you delve in further, its cog mechanisms prove to be far moodier and introspective. Its impressiveness to show this journey through vivid imagery and darker themes, not just simply tell it, is just so refreshing. Even from a bystander’s perspective, the resonance still collects your heart in your throat and places a longing to be alongside Tempers in their blue room of wonder.
If curiosity killed the cat, then Tempers’ sombre intensity will coax you in to the point of no return. Seeing their flow from post-punk to the banality of shopping malls (yes, there is an album on this, and yes it is as great as it sounds), to now a much edgier and grittier side just goes to show that this is Tempers world, and we are simply living in it, admiring from afar and wondering what light they’ll shine on us next.
Haiku Review
In the dark of night,
Hidden in the light, I am,
Watching and waiting.
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