Triple Fire [White Vinyl] Online

Since first splashing on to the Southern California circuit in the mid-aughts, Geneva Jacuzzi (née Garvin) quickly cemented herself as the queen of the Los Angeles underground. Her immersive and unhinged multimedia performances are the stuff of legend, a psychotropic gallery of masks, costumes, confrontation, and massive art installations. Jacuzzi s recordings are equally revered, catchy hooks and cryptic moods dusted in 4-track grit. The arrival of her third official full-length, and Dais Records debut, is cause for such celebration. Triple Fire vividly expands and crystallizes Jacuzzi s signature fusion of midnight melody and mutant aerobics across a 12-track hit parade of wildcard synth-pop and sly post-apocalyptic camp. Her enthusiasm for the album is as bold as her body of work: Halfway through, we started calling this the record of the prophecy, the record that s going to save mankind.

Opener Laps of Luxury sets the template – a strobe-lit dreamer s delight of swaggering synth bass, Haçienda drum machinery, and sultry vocal spellcasting ( Tragic mysteries I ve known for centuries I burned all memories and turned to fantasy ). The collection burns through shades of sardonic strut ( Art Is Dangerous, Nu2U, Keep It Secret ), coldwave kiss off ( Speed Of Light, co-produced by Andrew Clinco of Drab Majesty), retro-futurist body music ( Dry, Scene Ballerina, Bow Tie Eater ), and cheeky glitterball pop ( Take It Or Leave It, Heart Full Of Poison co-produced by Roderick Edens and Andrew Briggs). She likens the eclectic spectrum of moods to the continuum of human emotions: Funny, sexy, sad, scary, witty, hopeful, menacing. Eventually it deconstructs, turns into a party, and then ends sweet and soft. Taken as a whole, Triple Fire comes as close as any document yet to capturing Jacuzzi s kaleidoscopic alchemy of pop sugar and chaos energy, flickering between icy and ironic, chic and surreal, hungry and heartsick. Hers is a muse as rare as it is regenerative, forever reborn at the precipice of the next chorus: Someone said that Alcatraz had fallen into the sea Almost sounded like an angel calling me in a dream I felt an electric shock when I picked up the microphone.
 
Tracks

1 Laps of Luxury
2 Art Is Dangerous
3 Speed of Light
4 Nu2U
5 Dry
6 Scene Ballerina
7 Take It or Leave It
8 Keep It Secret
9 Rock and a Hard Place
10 Bow Tie Eater
11 Heart Full of Poison
12 Yo-Yo Boy