Cristina Espinosa, front-woman of The Heated is anxious. She has always been anxious. The best way she has found to ward off these synaptic misfires is through the repetitious nature of music. Singing it. Playing the same riff for hours on end. Agonizing over guitar pick methods. For her, music is not a hobby. It’s a coping mechanism.
The Heated’s endearing lo-fi yet accomplished indie folk manages to surprise. One bar breaks thrown into the center of songs, off kilter rhythms and unexpected melodies dot the musical landscape. They pull you in, these little suprises.