Neon Fury: The Symbiosis of Sound
Song Review: bLAcK oPs (m@n!a) by The Pretty Wild
CONTIBUTING AUTHOR Kristen
The Pretty Wild, an enigmatic nu-metal band fronted by sisters from Las Vegas, Nevada, continue to demonstrate that the sky's the limit when it comes to blending vastly different genres of music together for a sublime auditory experience.
Their new song, bLAcK oPs (m@n!a), masterfully exploits the symbiotic relationship between nu-metal and the euphoric elements of EDM, and it will leave you adrift in a dark symphonic sea. This track proves that both genres of music can coexist when they share a common ground: evoking a powerful emotional response. The Pretty Wild epitomize the birth of new styles of music, fearlessly navigating the predominantly male nu-metal scene.
The ethereal orchestration and invigorating arrangement of this song captures the listener’s attention, taking them on a fast ride through a neon forest at night. The song's hard-hitting metal percussion sets the scene for a stylized bloody sword fight while the clever usage of string instruments adds fuel to the fire of the hemorrhaging drums and shredding guitars. These elements are reminiscent of artists like From Ashes To New and A Day To Remember. The vocals start out with a trance-like quality, paying homage to Lynn Gun from PVRIS, then morph into female-driven metal rage screams that bleed out with pulsing fury.
A standout line from the song, “SOS - someone help! Ah, fuck it. I'll do it myself...”, is delivered with confidence and followed by chilling heavy metal screams, accented by sensual string instruments. The vocals are clear and precise, like crystal bells ringing in the night, echoing the chaos we face in our lives and highlighting the struggle to change and rebel in pursuit of our dreams.
Like ultraviolet cyberpunk interlaced with a binary digital soiree, this track is hellacious and heavy, and will leave the listener rooting for their rebellion. Jyl and Julia are an insanely talented duo who have raised the bar to new heights. These sirens sound every bit as delicious as they look. They are not just girls behaving badly; they are the resistance.
