Originally published in The Edge
If I had a pound for every time I’d seen a link to Pentatonix’s self-titled debut album on social media over the last week, dealing with student loans would be a thing of the past. Their onslaught of promotion may appear desperate, though it is perhaps more appropriately understood as a battle to legitimise acapella music in a post-Pitch Perfect world. Continue reading “Album review: Pentatonix – Pentatonix”
Xavier Voigt-Hill 