Inga Copeland’s first debut solo full-length comes in form of “Because I’m Worth It.” Reluctant to give interviews, she’s letting her music – namely the discombobulating static noises, clicks and voices – do the speaking.
Seems like it’s working, as the likes of Pitchfork and Resident Advisor have taken strides to decypher the works of the “abstract beatmaker”.
It’s a disturbing listen to say the least, but interesting enough to delve into at moments of dancing offbeat with your confusion.
