Terror Peaks (‘TP’) is a vast world, but you often can’t see much of it. Wherever you go, you are showered in, and forever fatigued by, an overbearing light. This light does not reveal things as they are, but behaves in an obscurant way, like an anti-haze which blinds all that it illuminates. 

Only rarely does the light behave normally, like a beam. Mostly, it acts like a volatile weather condition, like a blizzard or sleet storm. Occasionally, it gives observers a cruel fright, morphing in and out of sight as though it were a living entity. Nobody knows it where it comes from. There is no sun. The sky appears as a vaguely off-white void, if it can be made out at all. Your eyes are bathed in it, like an afterimage taunting the visual field. It’s difficult to know the limit to its brightness. It simply floods more light that existed there before. Light enshrouds extant light.

‘I bet someone told you that I’d be a bad wife, I can’t be your mother, I couldn’t do that right, I bet you read Updike and think one of these nights I might drink your gin and drown our baby’ Platonica Erotica opens her debut single “Marriage Of Convenience” with venomous words, delivered in honeyed, silk-smooth tones, over the pious notes of a church organ.

Self-described as ‘the Greek god of singing karaoke to your crush (in your imagination)’, she lavishes listeners with cultural references whilst always spooning in a healthy dose of humour, name-dropping John Updike and Socrates. Scarlett O’Hara gets a mention, too - “Melanie” is a quote from Gone With The Wind and the name of the woman who runs into the arms of her former lover.