Blue Jungle has that certain quality to bring you down off the Hollywood fantasy of getting to Cloud Nine. For most of us reach only Cloud Nil. A sad starvation in the lead vocals of Lately Blu Blu turns that pink cloud to gray with tears about to storm. She sounds of a morbid message from the damned getting lost in Los Angeles , echoing out her charred soul in an attempt to be found in this forsaken city, or possibly warning others not to fall for the seductive Sirens that commercialism gives to this place. A thought to be discovered in an awkward position in a way that living bodies aren’t normally found, soon to be a chalk outline in an alley adjacent to that ten story drop from above or that leap from the Hollywood sign. Please Fucking Kill Me. The lost angel that broke her wings along with her dream after arriving here years ago. Something like that would be the emotion attached to this music. Or in a lighter note, some good ghostly stuff to play at one of those shows in the dark of night among the famous dead, for this band defines themselves as “graveyard pop”.
Blue Jungle performs "Vicious Eyes" at Silver Lake Jubilee
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