Clear Mortifee Dazzles With New Single “Teeth”
Introducing Vancouver-born non-binary singer-songwriter Clear Mortifee through the creative and captivating single “Teeth”, which paints a colourful funk-ish soundscape, mainly highlighting the artist’s glamorous and bubbly voice.
Indeed, Co-written and produced with Co-written and produced with Teddy Roxpin, Ricky Bakken, and Smile High, the lyrical vision behind the track teaches about achieving transcendence or a spiritual and emotional elevation, after facing a painful situation — like a toxic relationship, in the case of Clear. The concept is truly uplifting and actually makes a positive statement regarding Clear’s ability to be not only a versatile performer, but also a philosophical lyricist. Stream “Teeth” Below.
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