From what I’ve gleaned from the news recently Venezuela isn’t in great shape. The government is corrupt (like ours), people are rioting and the country itself is in turmoil.
This is the backdrop for the delicate and affecting bedroom pop of Hospital Flowers. The songs are sad, hella sad, but the fact that amongst all this violence theres still a voice writing songs about teenage angst and loneliness gives me hope.
THE SONG LAST MAY IS MY PERSONAL FAVE. WHO KNOWS WHERE THIS ARTIST COULD GO.