VoVo by Elle Macho: A Genre-Blurring Joyride That Sticks With You
Let’s get one thing straight—Elle Macho’s VoVo isn’t your run-of-the-mill album. Released back in 2016 under the radar (literally, it’s “Not On Label”), this little gem blends alternative grit, rock punch, and pop sparkle into something oddly unforgettable. And no, I’m not just saying that because Butterfly Boucher had her hands all over this project like some kind of creative octopus. She did everything from vocals to bass to artwork—and yeah, maybe even brewed the coffee while she was at it.
The US-based crew behind VoVo brought their A-game, but let me tell you what really hit home for me: two tracks that still rattle around my brain like loose change in a dryer. First up is "Global Line Dance." It’s got this hypnotic groove that sneaks up on you, kinda like when someone whispers a secret and suddenly you’re leaning in without realizing it. David Mead’s guitar work here is sharp enough to cut glass, but it doesn’t overshadow Elle Macho’s production magic. The whole thing feels like an indie fever dream you don’t wanna wake up from.
Then there’s "Always On My Mind" (yep, twice listed, so clearly they thought it deserved extra love). This track is sticky—not in a gross way, more like peanut butter on toast. Lindsay Jamieson’s drumming lays down a heartbeat rhythm that makes you wanna move, even if it’s just tapping your foot awkwardly at your desk. There’s a rawness to the lyrics too; it’s the kind of song that reminds you of late-night drives where you think about all the things you should’ve said but didn’t. Relatable? Absolutely. Overplayed? Never.
What’s wild is how much personality oozes out of every corner of this record. Ryan Hewitt deserves a shout-out for making sure nothing gets lost in translation during recording and mixing. Meanwhile, Heidi Ross’s photography adds another layer of vibe to the whole package—it’s moody yet warm, like wearing a leather jacket fresh outta the dryer.
But honestly, the real kicker with VoVo is how unapologetically itself it is. In a world full of algorithm-driven playlists and cookie-cutter hits, this album feels refreshingly human. Like, imagine if someone handed you a mixtape made by aliens who’d been secretly studying Earth’s music scene since the ‘90s. Weird? Sure. Compelling? Totally.
So yeah, give VoVo a spin if you’re tired of hearing the same old stuff. Just don’t blame me if “Global Line Dance” hijacks your morning commute or if you catch yourself humming “Always On My Mind” while folding laundry. Oh, and fun fact: listening to this might make you wonder why Butterfly Boucher doesn’t rule the universe. Or maybe that’s just me.
