“I could be your lover/I could be your lover/Won’t you take anything you want to, honey,” so emotes the sublime vocalist, Harriet Whitehead, over this sumptuous slice of undulating electro pop. This is Voes, a West Walian four-piece who have been making waves with their for 12 months now. While their other cuts have a carefully manicured synth-pop sound that’s punctuated by dramatic crescendos and bombastic synth sweeps, there’s a subtlety and longing to ‘Wait’ that has burrowed its way into my brain and hasn’t let go.
With shuddering beats, and deliciously funky synth motifs and decorated in horns, it’s an heady concoction that conjures up feelings of escape from a location, your history or yourself: a midnight car ride bordered by glistening lights. Each bar is underscored with a conflicted, tragic romanticism as a couple I can’t live you you/can’t live without you tryst on the freeway to destruction, you could reference the Knife, the Drive Soundtrack or the work of Chvrches but there is something fresh afoot here. On this evidence, Voes have potential as far as the eye can see.
