Single Review: Yeo – 'Three Dots' (ft. Kira Puru)

Monday, June 26, 2017

Yeo has had a massive year and, it would seem, some late nights. He has been slowly drip-feeding tracks from his forthcoming album Desire Path, which reportedly came together in his ‘studio shed’ and is set to drop on August 18.  A few weeks ago, he released his collaboration with Kira Puru and is titled ‘Three Dots’.  He described the song as being about, “(when) it’s 3 am and you’ve spent too long on your phone stalking and sliding like a sleazebag”.

We have no idea what you mean Yeo?

The start of Three Dots has a slightly organic feel to it — you can almost picture Yeo sitting in his shed (I know it’s a studio shed, but my mind goes straight to a backyard shed) with the air of an energetic kid, banging a drumstick (or whatever utensil he has handy), on any surface within reach.  Not just any kid though, an uber-talented kid who is able to achieve a super decent beat from the workbench or toolbox (or maybe even his boss' head**) nearby.  

Next, add several sound layers and vocal effects onto that and you have the super busy, yet not too cluttered intro to the song.  This welcome chaos then strips back somewhat, giving way to the lyrics that are so — Kylie Jenner Lip Kit/can’t buy a house because of avocado toast/Netflix and chill — millennial that you literally can’t even.  

I mean it totally describes the way ‘romance’ works now but for some reason, it just seems sad. Interesting though that he refers to the person he’s chatting to as ‘three dots’ in an affectionate capacity.  To me they’re just those infuriating little ellipses that pop up while chatting to someone; to keep you in suspense and sometimes just go away altogether without a message appearing at all. WHAT WERE THEY GOING TO SAY?  Almost as annoying as ‘seen’ without a reply.  Grr.  Anyway, Kira Puru lends her gorgeous Kimbra-esque vocals to the chorus and together they have created a love song for the ages.  Ages 16-24.

BTW — still waiting for Yeo to match like:

Written by Kate Carnell