A coming out.

Words by

Bianca O'Neill

With this title, The xx emerge from the dark, exposing themselves for the first time to a broader audience.

It's not so much that they've suddenly turned 'commercial', but perhaps that they’ve relented to the idea of the Top 40 embracing more eclectic styles. It’s through this The xx have finally struck the delicate balance between embracing their success and delivering conceptual art.

The opener, for example, is an unapologetic party song – ghostly and ambient, sure, but it opens with horns. Horns!

Despite all this, it does venture inwards at times, so as not to lose their most loyal fans. But count I See You as their coming out party: proud, re-energised and as creative as ever.


This review was originally published in Fashion Journal 165. You can read it here.

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Feat. all the worst Californian rock clichés.
It’s the fun, jaunty-pop we’ve come to know Arcade Fire for.
Looks like this New Orleans band has finally hit its stride.
A fat bunch of hits does not an album make.
An all-out glam rock album.
Is it wrong to want more?
A debut album four years in the making.
Frankly, not their best work.
A voice for the angry.
The little electro band that could.
This is the classic Garbage sound I grew up with.
You've made us proud.
Lacking M83's usual energy and creative spark.
Thanks to Bey, Tidal's finally making waves.
Strangely underwhelming.
Could've used a little more soul.
The future of pop music.
Much like his twitter account, it's a bit of a mess.
Clearly a very personal album for frontman, Kele.
That Rihanna reign just don't let up.
There's still nobody out there with a voice like this.
An album that is somehow both loud and indescribably quiet at the same time.
We can hardly wait for Jamie XX's first solo album but here's a taste.