In 2021, Nashville’s storied music scene birthed a strange and stirring experiment. She Comes in Colors, led by Lenny Bryan, stitched together a collision of dream pop’s ethereal sweep and the brooding, industrial pulse of Violator-era Depeche Mode and NIN’s sharp-edged shadows.
The band’s latest single, Medicine, with vocalist Monica Moment, plunges headlong into the push and pull of desire and despair. Addiction’s grip is painted in sharp relief, where fleeting highs collide with the churning depths of regret and disorientation. The song pulses with an urgency that feels electric—less a lament, more a late-night thrill ride through neon-lit streets slick with sin and sweat.
Moment’s voice smolders, a siren song luring the listener deeper into the vice-given rhythm. The relentless pull of “medicine” teeters between seduction and surrender, a comfort that swiftly curdles into chaos. It’s a dance-floor anthem where pleasure and peril sway together, an ouroboros of longing and loss, spinning endlessly to its own sultry beat. Think Lady Gaga meets Massive Attack on this one. Medicine isn’t soft; it’s searing—more slick city night than pastoral daydream, where the classic and contemporary lock arms and blaze into the dark.
“Whatever our respective “medicine” may be, it tends to lead or tempt us toward our destination,” says the band. “We may celebrate or lament its power, but in either case, we submit.”
Listen to Medicine below and order the single here.
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