stark language, with Hadreas's vocals only accompanied by pianos and organs and other manner of keys.

Music as intensely intimate and cathartic as Perfume Genius' begs for close inspection, as quirks that stave off solipsism tend to reveal themselves over repeated spins. Unfortunately, on Learning—the bedroom-recorded debut from Mike Hadreas—further listening amplifies a lack of songwriting prowess to support the emotional trauma that makes up the heart of the album. Although Hadreas certainly has a knack for detailed lyrical couplets, he's woefully unable to shape interesting ideas into consistently compelling songs, cutting off his ability to engage as deeply as some of his more advanced peers.

The current wave of bedroom pop has been more about the druggy pulsations of an insulated childhood rather than honest-to-God songwriting; sure Neon Indian’sspend the afternoon with Mason! On a quick side note; this was her first time with out her parents, and she was just learning the bottle! So Maeli came to play and we had fun up until that 20 min mark when she realized her parents were not hiding in the other room (she and I searched for them), and decided to vocalize her anger to us. Maeli has a healthy set of lungs and she shared her talent with us until she fell asleep... (for over and hour) Then our poor poor lil friend woke up and couldn't/wouldn't take the bottle, I felt sick over how frustrated she was and so at half time her parents called to check on her(after she had cried herself to sleep,