Wearing her heart on her sleeve, Kleo writes by the piano; scenes from love stories viewed through the eyes of starry-eyed youth. Reflecting on the juxtapositions of life, light and darkness, yin & yang, and conjuring a hybrid universe of Vedic astrology, hyperromance and rock’n roll.
This is dream pop and velvet vocals, it’s Leonard Cohen’s view from the monastery and Lana Del Rey walking through the cobbled stoned streets of Copenhagen. “The texture of a polaroid slowly exposing the narrative, or a sort of requiem of the time in which I’m writing. Like when you’re having one of those dreamlike stare-into-blank-space-kinda moments.”