Lex Vervain
Lex Vervain steps into the frame like he was always meant to be in it. There’s something about the self-titled debut that suggests a long backstory, not just in sound but in presence. With a gaze as captivating as his songwriting, Lex doesn’t need to shout to be heard. “Made In Heaven” kicks things off with a relentless lo-fi beat, calculated feedback curling around the edges like smoke. It’s indie-folk, but not as we know it. More like folk walking through a city of broken machines, carrying melody like memory. His electronic alter ego, LXP, lingers in the periphery, not overt but unmistakably embedded. That tension plays out best on “Favourite Song,” where the acoustic and the synthetic pulse find uneasy harmony. It’s here that Lex escapes the pull of alternative folk’s current trendiness and reaches for something stranger, more solitary. Where others lean into the aesthetic, Lex Vervain builds atmosphere. This EP doesn’t pander or posture. It watches. It remembers. It hurts a little. And it marks the start of something that already feels one step ahead.