Ben Silby’s ‘can’t hang’ Is a Sparkling, Sad-Pop Masterpiece
- Curious For Music Team
- Jun 30
- 2 min read
Some albums are stories. Ben Silby’s “can’t hang” is a scrapbook of queer heartbreak, late-night thoughts, and emotional plot twists delivered with theatrical flair and bedroom-pop grit. From the first track, Silby invites us into a world where vulnerability isn’t just allowed—it’s the headliner.
Each song on “can’t hang” feels like a self-contained novella, dipped in glitter and existential dread. “Misfit” pulses with restless longing and escape dreams, while “wavy” delivers pandemic blues with a danceable shrug. “blue” is the kind of love song that ruins you in the best way—wistful, wounded, and entirely unforgettable.
What sets this album apart is its complete refusal to flatten the human experience into something neat. Silby is heartbreakingly sincere one second, then hilariously self-aware the next. Their lyrics dig deep without losing their bite (“our teeth would clink as we kissed…” is poetry and performance art), while the vocals carry that emotion like a cracked crystal—flawed, but absolutely radiant.
Produced by the brilliant Miles Francis and mixed by Shiftee, the sound design matches the emotional chaos. Analogue percussion adds warmth, the theremin gives it an alien shimmer, and the vocal production often feels like a duet between Silby’s present self and their past ghosts. It’s unpredictable in the most rewarding way.
Ben Silby’s “can’t hang” is more than a debut—it’s a declaration. This is music that holds your hand, breaks your heart, then texts you at 2AM to say, “Still thinking about that time we kissed.” If you like your indie pop with teeth, tears, and tenderness, welcome to your new favorite album.
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