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Eclectic, jazz-infused noises for your ears to gnaw on. Bitterfruitt’s fresh brand of neo-soul is best consumed the way a hungry dugong (no longer at risk of extinction) might devour a particularly lush patch of seaweed; with much gusto and enthusiasm. But also, reasonable expectations. Because seaweed isn’t quite Kimbra or Hiatus Kaiyote. Yet.