Haley Fohr, three albums into her run as Circuit Des Yeux, puts a powerful, classically trained voice to work in rough-edged rock-into-blues experiments. Her album Portrait is out now on DeStilj. I reviewed it today at Dusted, ending:
"Fohr showcases the cathartic, heavily amplified impact of her show in “I’m on Fire,” the sole live track. Here she spits and moans and banshee shrieks against a crashing clamor of guitars, sounding more like Jarboe at her scariest than any latter day diva. There’s something so primal, so self-immolating about this track that you forget, for a moment, how young Fohr is. That is, until she reminds you, chanting “Twenty-two…to be twenty-two…twenty-two…to be twenty-two.” If Fohr can light herself on fire like this now, at barely legal drinking age, imagine what she’ll be like at 30."