Hello is well-manicured, accessible femme eclectica that tries on styles like Salvation Army fatigues, overlaid with unlocked-diary imagery alternately potent.
The guitars make a collage of painterly abstract art, and the drums are an eraser following close behind, smudging everything into new and less coherent forms.
Menswear’s best moments recall Buzzcocks or early Jam. At their worst moments, it becomes apparent that Duran Duran and Spandau Ballet had an indelible effect.