Credit: COURTESY OF LYNNAE GRYFFIN

ON HER NEW EP Information, Lynnae Gryffin uses the jagged sounds of rock music to make expansive, smeared landscapesโ€”much like if she were using the pulpy juice of wild berries as watercolors.

The EPโ€™s four songs temper harsh guitar tones with production effects that sound sampled from windswept moors. Untamed, angular guitar joltingly stops and starts throughout the first two tracksโ€”itโ€™s as though itโ€™s following pages that have been torn from a book and rearranged into a surreal narrative thatโ€™s anything but linear.

Gryffin channels Imogen Heap on slow-burning standout โ€œNorahโ€™s Songโ€ with layered, echoing vocals that sound like theyโ€™re bubbling up from deep-sea canyons. She repeatedly sings โ€œI did not tame the wild around meโ€ over random bursts of percussion that illuminate new corners of this vast sonic wilderness. Itโ€™s the EPโ€™s campfire song, and Gryffin surrounds herself with sprawling, orchestral noises that both dwarf and amplify her voice with booming resonance.

Closing track โ€œSandโ€ is built on simple, fiery riffs and drums that sound like a clenched fist. Gryffinโ€™s vocals resonate with similar resistanceโ€”she handles each word with what sounds like reverence and revulsion as she sings, โ€œI know I must belong/Like we all must belong/With or without you,โ€ transforming the singular word โ€œbelongโ€ into a subplot that has its own transfixing control.

Gryffinโ€™s Information EP is just four tracks long, but each one sounds like an excursion into a newfound micro-universeโ€”it reaches far beyond the limits of its length and into fantastical realms.

Formerly a senior editor and the music editor at the Mercury, CK Dolan writes about music, movies, TV, the death industry, and pickles.