Heartworms - Warplane - video still - credit Gilbert Trejo

Glutton For Punishment review | A gothic fever dream of wrath and revelation

Heartworms crafts a debut of gothic grandeur with Glutton For Punishment, a stunning mix of eerie synths, brooding vocals, and spellbinding post-punk anthems.

Glutton For Punishment revels in the Twilight Zone. While Heartwormsโ€™ 2023 A Conforming Notion set the North London brooder up as the next big post-punk hit, her debut is proof that her jet-black charm isnโ€™t merely bound to the sounds of the gothic underground; with its gloom-addled whirs and liminal synthetics, this debut unfolds like a hex, channelling the wrath of a witch coven into tar-smeared indie-rock, darkwave and even heart-on-sleeve acoustic twanging. Itโ€™s diverse, poignant and, above all, a total stunner.

Right from the get-go, Heartworms plunges you into the depths of her macabre world. ‘In The Beginningโ€™s’ airy, eerily quiet drawl transports you somewhere vulnerable โ€“ like the dark, desolate depths of a remote forest โ€“ all before ‘Just To Ask A Dance’ springs to life, a clash of hypnotic strings and building synths eventually transforming into a misty confession of passion. Itโ€™s a love letter disguised as a curse, Jojo Ormeโ€™s dynamic vocals shifting between dark mutterings and Kate Bush-esque inflections.

Heartworms - Extraordinary Wings - press shot - credit Gilbert Trejo
(Credit: Gilbert Trejo)

While each track is able to muster its own unique sonic world, Ormeโ€™s vocal ability is the true cherry on top. Indie-rock-tinged ‘Mad Catch’ shows her more playful side, Orme practically rolling her eyes as she unleashes a charismatic sprechgesang performance. ‘Jacked’ sinks you into the gritty, sensual world of an 80s noir goth club; its fluctuating synthetics and riffs ooze lust, bodies, sweat, with Ormeโ€™s brooding performance only amping up the sultry experience. Stand-out ‘Warplane’ serves up a spine-chilling gothic war charge, synths thrumming as militant, witchy choral vocals soar, terrifyingly howling with wrath.

However, at its core, the recordโ€™s primary focus is humanityโ€™s โ€˜Glutton For Punishmentโ€™. Heartwormsโ€™ dynamic journey is an attempt to tackle humanityโ€™s perverse fascination with self-punishment โ€“ and, through an eclectic range of sounds, she tackles it from just about every angle. From ‘Celebrateโ€™s’ twinkling sonics, to ‘Smugglerโ€™s Adventureโ€™s’ gentle 6-minute slew, languishing as each element melts into the next, every distinctive soundscape peels a layer back.

ย Itโ€™s a process that leaves Orme fully raw and exposed by the closing title-track. It strips back the gothic brooding, the sarcasm, the doomy persona, instead serving up an excellent dose of bewitching acoustic indie musing; the heart-on-sleeve confessional shows Orme in a new light, her rawest form forced to take centre-stage. As she croons about melancholic masturbation and rotting in bed, delving into self-pity, purpose and the pains of love, itโ€™s a true peek behind the veil โ€“ all before scampering back off into the void.

Despite initially gaining traction for her danceable brand of gothic post-punk, Glutton For Punishment proves that thereโ€™s a lot more to Heartworms than meets the eye. The record is a bold sonic shrine built in the name of masochism, fusing indie, alt-pop and inky-black post-punk in the hopes of finding some meaning beyond the pessimism of daily life. Itโ€™s a rock-solid debut โ€“ and a sign of even more magnificent things to come. 



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