THE PLEASURES OF SELF DECEPTION
- out fall 2023 -
ABOUT THE PLEASURES OF SELF DECEPTION
“After me the flood.”
LIJO ANALYSES THE EFFECTS OF NAVEL-GAZING IN ‘THE PLEASURES OF SELF DECEPTION’
Having been compared to the likes Kate Bush, St Vincent and Goldfrapp, artpop artist LIJO shines her light on keeping your head above in a modern world.
Aren’t we lying to ourselves a lot? On a small scale, we all are the main characters of our own little shows. On a bigger one we act like we are the main character in this world. Though the importance we grant ourselves is made up, we choose to believe it - as we choose to believe many things we tell ourselves. Eccentric and literate songstress LIJO addresses this and its consequences, but then decorates it with a sense of lightheartedness and danceability, flowing melodies and feverish sounds.
Debut album THE PLEASURES OF SELF DECEPTION, a collection of both catchy and poetic art-pop songs, sets an icy scene for LIJO to casually dance from cynical indifference to gnawing doubt and from distant observance to the longing for connection.
Connecting her innate love for the warm sound of acoustic instruments and her fascination for the cold directness of electronic drums and synths, THE PLEASURES shows LIJO’s broadest picture and deepest soundscape so far.
Releasing singles in 2021 and 2022, her music was spinned on Kink Radio, Pinguin Radio and WNIR radio, and featured on international blogs throughout Europe and the USA.
From the catchy melodies of ‘BEE SUITS' to the feverish trance of ‘LETTING GO’, THE PLEASURES OF SELF DECEPTION is a record in which LIJO never loses sight of the literate songwriting that is one of her most powerful trademarks. Yet her songs are based on such energetic grooves and innovative melodies that despite the urgency of her message, we're most likely going to dance to its beat.
“Inside I cry like a wolf to the moon
But in these lights, I’m blind and mute
I’m scared, what’s everybody doing?
I want out”
“I bite my tongue and I walk a tightrope high above the city
I look down and the people buy flowers and drinks
I look down and the people wear bee suits and sting
I look down and the people in corners are fading
I look down and the people look down
No one ever looks up”
“I’m a future memory
Speaking with my mouth full
Everybody’s in it