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MARIKA HACKMAN – I’M NOT YOUR MAN

Marina HackmanThe Marika Hackman of I’m Not Your Man is almost unrecognisable from the spectral, tangling folk of her unsettling debut, We Slept at Last. Replacing her is a direct, comparatively feral version, favouring an arsenal of seductive grunge guitars, prowling sultriness and a Wolf Alice-like brand of constricting noise. Like the latter’s debut LP, I’m Not Your Man is the musical equivalent of a wolf pup: sweet, adorable and fluffy with an insatiable desire to rip your throat out. Her vocal delivery still dazzles with its sweet, piercing drawl, but the sulking guitar tones create a beautiful juxtaposition. The only real bridge from the Hackman of two years ago is the acoustic tangle of Cigarette – a razor-sharp tongued ode that creates a stripped-back but incisive moment in the album, but throughout, I’m Not Your Man is a meandering undercurrent of predatory slyness, advancing with a slack but completely controlled swagger.

Rating: 78%

FIRST PUBLISHED ON NO RIPCORD

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