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“There’s a drumming noise inside my head”
And do you know what those drums are rolling towards, dear Florence? Those drums that your thick voice of crackled youth sings of are beginning a drum-roll to super-stardom, because Florence, you and your Machine have mastered the balance between the weird, the wired and the whimsical and with such elegance and ease.
The brilliance of “Drumming Song” is that it manages to announce Florence as more than a commercial success; it allows her to dip into a rich ritual of howling vocals and daunting guitars, showing an un-nerving ability to twist in and out of versions of herself.
This version, the “Drumming Song” version is a quirky queen of fantasy and mystery, this version combines substance and style and shows off depth and astuteness that her competitors, of whom there are many, can only dream of.
This is Florence’s war song, her battle cry and is destined to become a hymn for the odd and in love. Truly stunning.