PVRIS' 'What's Wrong' sees the band comfortable in their freedom

From the opening breath of the ‘Heaven’, it’s been pretty damn obvious that PVRIS are out to open things up with ‘All We Know Of Heaven, All We Need Of Hell’. As ‘What’s Wrong’ kicks off, all melancholy reflection and longing gazes within, it doesn’t take long for the door to swing back, revealing new room for the band to toy with. They quickly set about furnishing it with fresh desires. Taking the cinema of old and throwing it in the blender, the pieces are the same but, remixed, revamped and redirected, there’s an entirely new performance unfurling. Where they used to skulk, PVRIS now bounce. There are grand gestures instead of quiet whispers and the push and pull is more extreme. There’s dirt under the nail and lines around the eye. This is PVRIS but unexpected. This is PVRIS but aware. “Don’t need a metaphor,” they promise and throughout the track, the intentions are razor sharp and direct. There’s a struggle around the echo of what other people expect but surefooted and determined, the band break through. More than a series of pointed shots at criticisms they’ve received or the people they almost became, ‘What’s Wrong’ sees PVRIS getting comfortable in their own skin. The back-against-the-wall fight is still there, teeth bared and edge balanced, but there are acres of freedom throughout. The words aren’t scripted, the dance isn’t routine. This is impulsive and visceral. There’s euphoria in the music and, “No I never sold my soul” quickly morphs from firm insistence to wondrous celebration. For a hot second PVRIS might have been worried about the next step (and understandably so) but ‘What’s Wrong’ seems them striding out beyond that. Weight dropped and mirrors smashed, there’s now new horizons to look towards. In every direction, the band find themselves free.