Remember Self Love with Ashleigh Bankx's Release: “Angel”

Ashleigh Bankx has a new release and it is sweeet. “Angel” opens with clean acoustic vibes and the song unfolds smoothly. In this sultry tune, Ashleigh clearly showcases her singing talent. As well sings about “self-lovin” and “self-respect”.
This is the first release from the Zimbabwe-born, London-raised artist and we look forward to seeing what else she comes out with. Overall the tune is catchy and smooth, recommended for those looking to discover Fresh R&B Sounds.
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