Xiu Xiu

Girl with Basket of Fruit

It is this polymorphism of Girl With Basket of Fruits that really shifts Xiu Xiu from their work in Forget, and sees them evolving further.

Affecting, cathartic and unsettling, Girl with Basket of Fruit reflects that while the edge to Xiu Xiu's music has changed with time, it never dulls.

Words really can't accurately describe what makes Xiu Xiu and Jamie Stewart's writing so timeless no matter the sound or the subject matter, but it never fails to have an emotional power that very few can retain for so long and captivate with ease.

Unsettling. That is the first (and kinda only) word that comes to mind just after listening to ‘Girl With Basket of Fruit’.

Xiu Xiu’s latest album is a difficult listen with a payoff surpassing anything that a review could say.

Stewart's machete may lop off sensitive ears, but here he cuts deep into centuries of unmerited violence, proving that women still have more uphill battles to face.

Girl With A Basket of Fruit is a remarkably bold release, which speaks volumes considering the polarizing nature of this ever-evolving collective. With ricocheting post-industrial energy operating as the musical lifeblood, this album is sadistically cathartic when blasted full-volume.

The duo’s latest speeds between fragmented beats and mournful balladry but rarely makes an impression beyond its sound and fury.

The level of pandemonium and desperation here makes for deeply unsettling but fascinatingly involved listening.

On their own, the tracks sound disjointed and lost, but together they do exude a sense of dread and anxiousness difficult to shake off.

Within all its pandemonium, Xiu Xiu’s execution on Girl… feels vapid; it’s as though they’re running on fumes.