“"Don't think I'll be fallin' for your shit anymore," Odile Myrtil sings matter-of-factly. It sounds like something Myrtil's needed to get out for a while. The hook is followed by a steadily unraveling, revelatory guitar from Daniel Aged of Inc., a sigh of relief that sounds off into the city night against the backdrop of a passing siren. This arresting guitar line pulls the track together, as if i”
