Description

On her debut album, Von Schleicher strikes again on the magic that comes from her warped and uncompromising sound. Shitty Hits odes to the bright, sunny radio burners of the 1970s, songs you drive to, carefree, and songs you can cry to. From beginning to end, Shitty Hits rises against a feeling of isolation and powerlessness. Opener The Image (named for Boorsteins The Image: A Guide to Pseudo-events in America) hits on fear and a lack of perspective:

The image runs and runs together / Im glancing at it on a screen / I cant tell you how I feel / It runs and runs together / Im standing beneath it.

Evoking the home recorded sound of McCartney or Jeff Buckleys Sketches For My Sweetheart The Drunk, Shitty Hits began on a Tascam 488 tape machine in her childhood home in Maryland. Where Bleaksploitation courted some kind of sonic nihilism, Shitty Hits shows confidence and growth. It ends in unflinching self-realization, as Von Schleicher sings Where is everything I hold to be true? / When you feel like youre a door theyre knocking on / Or worse, that no one passes through / Do I hold my life? / No ones gonna sell it back / Over my head. Words form the questions, answers are given in sound.