Juliette Jackson is describing the song that made her feel human again. “It makes you feel like you’re not a fucking weirdo,” she says. “I got messages from people who get it. You find out that you’re not the only person who has Googled: ‘Can you die of sleep deprivation?’”
The track in question, Wide Eyes – released in July – was the first single from the Big Moon’s third album. Where the first two records from Jackson and her bandmates cocked a snook at bad men and the trials of twentysomething life (Jackson once described her aesthetic as “trying to seduce but stepping in dog poo”), the single found them in their rawest state yet. It’s the kind of slowly swelling, minor-key love song liable to make listeners’ bottom lips tremble, charting a bond that makes you ”want to dance” and “want to cry” at the same time.
