her picture illuminate the shadows on transcendent new EP 'Feed Me Hope'

Emerging from Glasgow’s restless art-rock ether, her picture’s 'Feed Me Hope' is a ritual and quiet rebirth all rolled together. Across six tracks, the band craft an evocative meditation on loss, mythology, and healing, drawing from the churning depths of the underworld to illuminate our most human vulnerabilities.

The EP opens in a state of unease with 'Can’t Think', a track that captures emotional stasis so convincingly it feels like sinking into fog. It echoes the river Lethe’s mythic promise of forgetfulness but delivers it with an icy modern edge. From there, 'Muscle Memory' erupts in a visceral surge of guitars and tortured confession, as if the band is clawing its way out of the dark, confronting familial echoes and past wounds with raw urgency.

Centrepiece 'Reasons I Tried' stands out as a quiet storm, simmering beneath the surface with a tension that threatens to crack at any moment. It’s a delicate dance between defiance and surrender, a tug-of-war that makes every breath feel heavy with meaning. While 'Leave the Light On' serves as a gentle release, a pale dawn after a long night of fevered dreams, offering fragile comfort without any false resolution.

The production is nothing short of cinematic as synths swirl, guitars swell, and the vocals alternate between spectral whispers and searing intimacy. While one might detect traces of dream-pop mystics like Weyes Blood, her picture’s sound is singular, marked by a fearless commitment to emotional honesty.

'Feed Me Hope' is a rare kind of release: uncompromising in its emotional depth, yet utterly inviting in its beauty. It asks you to sit in the darkness and trust that, eventually, the light will break through.