Marcel Winatschek

Sleigh Bells: Demons

On Demons, Alexis Krauss sings almost conversationally while guitars implode underneath her, synths screaming like something’s dying. Sleigh Bells’ whole thing is that contrast—her voice clear and almost vulnerable against all that noise, which somehow makes it worse. It gets in your head because it doesn’t feel safe. It feels sexual and dangerous in a way that pop music usually isn’t.