Putting aside the truly awful video, Aijā is a tough listen.
From the mismatched verse and chorus to the underwhelming vocal, every aspect of this song fails to excite me. Perhaps it’s art and I’m the one who doesn’t get it. That’s entirely likely.
I truly would love to find at least one redeeming feature, but like shops that sell sports bras in Riga, there don’t seem to be any.
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