In a world riddled with destruction, when something pure comes along – you feel it in every pore of your fibre. Because purity and the really good stuff – is translucent. Just like Eden.
Pulling the thick, creative, immersive act of paint of canvas – intentional and carefree this deliberate pretty little thing bares itself in all acts of vulnerability.
Her voice is like milk and honey on the radio waves of empty rasp, forced empowerment, and seductive allure. If this music is a reflection of the artist that carries it – she brings subtext and truth into a playlist of production. Undressed and under-produced in the best of ways, with an instagram account that’s in full integrity https://www.instagram.com/melissablackmusic/ there’s an undisputed rawness and rareness if you allow yourself to listen.
I like.
LIFE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE RED CARPET ... 