A course grain of sugar with enough grit to crunch your teeth on, but still so so sweet going down.
Layer upon layer of soothing synths, rockin' riffs, tasteful embellishments, and Rina's electric vocalizations.
Crisp, catchy, and cool like his fashion sense, his dance moves, and that incredible name: Gus Dapperton.
Masterclass pounding pop.
A beautiful, brilliant, bittersweet finale.
Amiably and ambiently crooning tales of dysphoria.
