“Cut open my sternum and poke my little ribs around you,” sighs Megan James on ‘Fineshrines’, the second track on Purity Ring’s debut album. It’s a record that effortlessly juxtaposes chopped up electronics and ghostly effects with James’ supersweet voice to create eleven strange but simple pleasures. The ethereal wisps of ‘Obedear’ are straight from an otherworldly video game, whilst, in another universe, the gritty beats of ‘Belispeak’ would be the bed for a grime MC to rap over, pulsating with danger and surrealism. Grimes may rule the weird-pop roost right now but, in ‘Shrines’, Purity Ring represent some fierce competition.

Rhian Daly