Album Review: JJ - V

JJ’s new album is the latest indignity suffered by those still waiting for a true follow-up to their inexplicably excellent debut, JJ No.2. JJ No. 3 was a confused (if lush) mess, but V is a wet biscuit of a record, something a fine arts student would spit out after candy-flipping at a recovery party in their mate’s practice space. Musically it’s a spit-balling session of pretty synth ideas, while thematically it has the sophistication of a shit covered in glitter, sprayed with Impulse. Avoid.