A second ago, Uwmami released her new single, entitled “Candy Crush.” Just two weeks ago, she released “Insomniac,” and plans on dropping a new track every two weeks for the next few months. So gird up your loins for a torrent of bangers.
From Dublin City, Ireland, Uwmami is an indie, do-it-yourself artist and producer who’s studying sound engineering, which accounts for her ability to do what she does so well. She writes, produces, mixes, sings, and provides all instrumentation. She’s also enigmatic as hell, with only one known photograph of her currently extant.
Citing influences like The Clash and The Internet, inspiration from boudoir pop artists such as Pizzagirl and Choker, Uwmami’s sound blends indie, alternative, and pop elements astride an innovative skintight hip-hop template of her own design. It’s comparable to “stripped down Cardi B” with doses of West Coast hip-hop and tinctures of Houston slab.
In the past, Uwmami has collaborated with Nxbody, Kings Gift, and Paye Fox, another all-star rhyme slinger from the Emerald Isle. In fact, at the end of July 2018, she dropped her Summer Syrup EP, featuring Paye Fox on “Rose Tint,” and Nxbody on “Clinton’s Interlude.”
It’s comparable to “stripped down Cardi B” with doses of West Coast hip-hop and tinctures of Houston slab.
“Candy Crush” rides pulsing glimmers of colors from the synths and a muscular Thor-like kick drum that pushes the rhythm, devoid of a bass line. Uwmami’s resonating tones infuse the tune with wisps of recollection, like paladins standing stern and grave before emotional turbulence. On the chorus, stuttering synths flicker with eccentric pulsations, adding urgent fluxes of intensity to the lyrics.
When male tones slant in and lose sonic pace, the muted timbres reflect background sparks, on the very fringe like a shadow, of Uwmami’s voice, as if the bias was incomplete. This effect is deliciously dynamic imbuing the harmonics with a sonic aura of what amounts to reduplication.
The deft lyrics are tumescent with some unidentifiable emotion – remorse, desire, misgiving, reluctance, hesitance, or a combination of them all.
“Mirror with the makeup smudge / I'm trying to figure out / I consider wrestling to pry you from my doubt / Should I dull the rest of me, it's rising from the south / Thought I got a lid on it, but it all simmers out / Give me your security, life kinda runs me down / Double-spirit honey bee, you wanna sting me now.”
Tight, slow, low-slung and banging, “Candy Crush” conveys a scrumptious sense of imminence and singleness of intention. Uwmami, as usual, has it going on.