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18+ return from mixtape hell with a whole lot of fresh ideas and their debut record, 'Trust'. The duo spend most of the record's runtime breathing and hyperventilating over delicate and sensual electro-pop tunes, leaving the textures and eclectic amples sparse and intimate, their vocals rising and falling against solid ground. Not for the faint -- or repressed -- of heart.

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7/10 Laurie Staff review, 05 November 2014

Welcome to a world of filth. Truly one of the most apt names for an artist, 18+ is a peek into the dirtiest corners of the human mind, guided by the voices and minimal beats of the anonymous duo depicted on the cover. You’ll have to wash a few times to integrate back into society and buy that loaf of bread from the bakery.

There’s something alluring about it all. You can feel yourself getting pulled further into their fantasies with every sparse click and nonchalant phrase, sometimes sung and other times just spoken. Tell me that you can’t feel it when you hear “sex for the wishes, pretend that you’re happy” all the while accompanied by a rude crowing sample, closely followed by the dude singing “take me ass up”. Shit.

Mostly, the music is a sort of minimal R&B pop sort of thing, with drips of trap and grime, which really works for their intimate sonic filth. You get some melody occasionally, most apparent in opening track and undoubtable single ‘All the Time’ with some tinkly keyboards drifting you through the chorus. It’s as if FKA Twigs and the XX had just discovered depraved sex marathons and didn’t leave the studio for weeks. The main trouble with this is its colossal length - including the supposedly clean bonus versions, it hits the hour mark, and by that time you’re left tied up on the floor naked and covered in stuff. If you’ve read this far then you’ll be into that though, so it’s fine.



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