Like most kids of the late ‘90s, Carla Geneve learned the hard way that coming of age isn’t always as simple or saccharine as John Hughes told us it’d be. By age 22, the Albany-native indie-rock stalwart had lived through her fair share of heartache, adolescent reckoning and undiagnosed mental illness; but where most of us would slump in our ways and embrace the mundanity of a 9-to-5 grind, Geneve was determined to blast past the barriers keeping her from happiness and dive headfirst into the kaleidoscopic world of rock ’n’ roll.
Cue Geneve’s riveting debut full-length, . Equally intimate and intense, the ten-track tour-de-force takes us on a cathartic, no-holds-barred rollercoaster ride through all the ups and downs, not a note of it came by force.
