Beatrice Laus had barely been playing guitar before her bedroom revival of 90s rock music landed her on Dirty Hit. “Fake It Flowers” is a debut unashamedly indebted to that era’s hallucinogenic visions of indie flick soundtracks, but no less lit to luxuriate in for that. Beyond indulging shimmery “Siamese Dream” fantasies, the album’s brand of dream pop veritably laced with regular ribbons of dazzling, sunshine-in-the-bay melody, Laus also plays cards from the Britpop booster pack, not least ample servings of crunchy Verve-esque symphonics.
Although entirely derivative, anyone dismissing the continuing emergence of girls with guitars rebooting 90s alt-rock cornerstones may be peering past the zeitgeist, and the sound of a more utopian rock industry being built from the ground up. “Fake it Flowers” is a kaleidoscope which reveals the twin possibilities of both a Gen Z future blooming from this very launch pad and, conversely, a fully-manifested fuzzbox of Gen X sugar not to be bettered.
Roads To The North 