Artist Feature: Let’s Eat Grandma

Thank you for your cooperation but because of our fuck-up, we’ve decided to screw you over instead of taking the blame ourselves. Yes, we fully understand that you are completely innocent in the matter but unfortunately, we’re egotistical misogynists who see a young girl just starting her career and think she’s the perfect scapegoat. If you have an issue with this, please know that the moment you comment on said issue you will be fired as you will then not appropriately comply with this institutes guidelines. So shut the fuck up and sit down where we place you. Because that’s how the world works for people like you.

“Fill my head with shame ’cause you need someone to blame.”¬†– ‘Hot Pink’

I’ll be honest, two weeks ago I’d never heard of Let’s Eat Grandma and from the name, I didn’t think I wanted to. Now they feature in almost every single one of my Spotify playlists, and I have a few too many so that’s really saying something. I can safely say they have taken over my eardrums and have probably sufficiently contributed to my future deafness due to the overpowering volume level I insist on.

A British pop group formed in 2013; Rosa Walton and Jenny Hollingworth test the boundaries of pop culture with their eerie, somehow child-like music and lyrics that actually mean something, be it commenting on the treatment of women in the music industry or the desperation of today’s youth. Their unconventional aesthetic contradicts how they see the expectations of young girls on stage nowadays. They refuse to stoop down to smiling prettily and singing sweetly or prancing about in a leotard. Ironically, their insistence on being unique and lack of caring what other’s think is incredibly current – they embrace the unconventional and ‘uncool’. Let’s Eat Grandma’s innocent vocals contradict the mature choice of instrumentation and club style pushing beat but keeping a child’s openness how it pieces together or in some cases is played, synthetic chords with saxophone, flute or recorder over the top intensify this musical confusion. Translated into English: you can’t quite tell if you like it or if it’s giving you a headache. But for some reason this makes me love them even more.

“If I was somebody outside who heard our music, I’d think is this really good or really shit?” – Hollingworth

For the past two years, Let’s Eat Grandma have not only been making a statement on commonly avoided subjects, but they make fun of pop music, having become bored with the repetitive chart toppers. Somehow, they seem to have found a very good balance between the popular sound that is the current trend, their own experimental style, and the typical English club music. Even their music videos include current trends of aesthetics and interesting composition yet keep a seemingly innocent content of pretty scenery, riding bicycles and dancing around and having fun. Their lyrics continue this theme; a mix of simple rhymes and eloquent metaphors.

I started writing this with a recommendation, a vague interest in Let’s Eat Grandma and an agreement to what they stand for. And yet these girls have completely won me over. I have already introduced them to a few of my friends and searched up videos and interviews by choice. They seem very openly human and yet completely mysterious which, in today’s society, intrigues me. Young women, like myself, who have a passion for creativity and social injustice. They care deeply about issues that so many huge artists purposefully ignore, lyrics on social conventions and gender roles, which makes me want to support them even more. And, quite simply, I find their music refreshingly honest and downright¬†good.

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