urika’s bedroom

The bones and performance of a Urika’s Bedroom song are, approached from afar, certainly recognizable as rock music. Eagle-eyed genre-spotters might see it as slowcore, shoegaze, dreampop, emo-adjacent bedroom pop, mumblecore, or any other heavily hyphenated amalgamation of melodically inclined indie or alternative rock. But the true character of these songs reveals itself in their transmission. Coated in digital gauze, Urika’s Bedroom’s near-whispered exhortations are cast against spindling and silvery guitar lines, transmogrified vocal layers, fascinating artifacts of malfunctioning audio interfaces, and intrusive textural figures that hit like ambulance sirens bleeding into one’s private headphone symphony. The sound design is idiosyncratic and immaculate, a cryptic and modern rock idiom birthed from a diplomatic sonic union between Billy Corgan and Christian Fennesz.