There comes a time in a nightmare when you force yourself to jolt back into reality, fearing the consequences of what lies beyond if you were to keep your eyes closed and enter the murky parts of your mind where only the most sinister things roam. If we have grown accustomed to care-free euphoria pop becoming commonplace in the charts, then prepare for everything to be shaken up. Jazmin is here, and they’re about to fuck with what everyone is familiar with. They might boast one seriously assured fanbase (think over 440k Instagram followers, 460k+ Spotify monthly listeners, and a collective 40m+ YouTube views), but there’s a complexity to Jazmin Bean, as both a person and a performer, that the artist themself (Jazmin is non-binary and uses they/them pronouns) is still reckoning with. The musician and creative knows you might consider their appearance intense – think shocking horror make-up; bleached and pastel-dyed hair; outfits akin to comic book-asylum couture – but the line that divides their personality and their practise is, in fact, paper thin. “I don’t want people to think I’m putting on a costume,” they insist. What you see in front of you is what you’ll discover if you encounter them in real life too. This is an 18+ event .