daisy* “Sunbleach”

The glitchy hook of “Sunbleach” is so melodic and mesmerizing that it took me several listens to notice that the lyrics are just the artist introducing herself and telling you how to spell her name, including the * after the y. It’s cute, but as it turns out, it’s somewhat necessary as she recently had to change her name from BABii. The rest of the song is vaguely unsettling – she’s hiding from the sun like a vampire, living in fear of someone, and mostly feeling dazed and vacant. The melody is sweet and girlish, but the stuttering and clipped arrangement keeps the song feeling agitated and unstable. It feels a bit like when you’ve got insomnia and feel exhausted, but also wired from drinking too much coffee to get through the day.

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True Blue “Proof She’s Picked Her Poison”

“Proof She’s Picked Her Poison” is technically a remix of a True Blue song called “Fountain” that came out last year, but it’s so fundamentally different from the source material that it became a separate song. As far as I can tell the only thing the two songs have in common are lyrics, but even those are presented in a different order. The original is mostly acoustic and borderline ambient, and I’ll be real with you – I’m not fond of it. “Proof,” on the other hand is basically pandering to my late 90s sophisticate sensibilities – very trip-hop, a little bit dub, a sort of posh goth vibe. I hope this is the direction for True Blue going forward.

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Erykah Badu & The Alchemist “Love Me Not”

“Love Me Not” is a song that is in large part about waxing your bush and ends with a skit in which Erykah Badu endures a particularly painful waxing appointment, but there’s a lot more going on in the song besides that. It’s mostly about Badu confronting what she’s willing to put up with for love. The bush-waxing is one thing, but what about when he doesn’t give you real affection? What about when it’s clear that you’re making all the compromises and he always gets what he wants? It’s not an angry song, though. She’s mostly shrugging and laughing and wondering why she allows this to happen. But you can hear the ache in her voice, especially when she sings the counterpoint to the “love me, love me not” hook: “That’s when I really fell in love.”

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Denzel Curry & Kenny Beats “UPS”

Denzel Curry makes a sly reference to MF Doom in the chorus of “UPS,” but that’s about as much as this song is lyrically about him. Musically, that’s another matter entirely. Kenny Beats and Curry do their best to channel Doom’s style as both a producer and rapper on the track, and the late MC’s work seems to be so deeply embedded in their psyches that it feels natural rather than tacky or affected. In their case, imitation is indeed sincere flattery, and Doom’s eccentric aesthetic is a formal challenge rather than a style to bite.

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Chinese American Bear “Dance Dance Dance (跳舞跳舞跳舞)”

This song could have stayed in ESG/Liquid Liquid post-punk funk minimalism mode and I would’ve been happy. I’m a total mark for that sound and always will be easily won over by most attempts at it. But the switchover in this track to orchestrated disco is magical; like the song suddenly shifts from grainy black and white to full garish color. This cut is a stand alone single pulled from the sessions for Chinese American Bear’s Dim Sum & Then Some record that was released earlier this summer. There’s some terrific songs on that album – I came close to writing up both “Turn Up the Radio” and “No No Yeah Yeah” – but “Dance Dance Dance” is a revelation. It’s not a departure from the playful energy of that record, but it’s a little less overtly twee and stands up to more repeat plays.

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Romare “Take Us”

There’s a similar sort of fake-out here: Romare opens the track with a chopped vocal sample that feels like it’s about to segue into a Madlib/Alchemist sort of down-tempo rap instrumental, but instead you get a left turn into a bouncey cartoonish groove that’s closer to Damon Albarn in Gorillaz mode. “Take Us” is as elegantly crafted as those comparisons would suggest, with some subtly shifting layers of samples and textures under that big beat. This could easily slip into goofy territory, but Romare allows for a lot of grace in the composition.

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After Louise “Crybaby”

I don’t love directly comparing new artists to artists who’ve been around a while. It always feels a bit lazy or unfair, but bear with me: You know how Molly Rankin sings on Alvvays’ 2022 masterpiece Blue Rev? (I hope you do because I’m not kidding, it’s a masterpiece.) That sensitive but sorta defensive tone, attached to melodies that seem wispy at first but reveal themselves to be omega class earworms? “Crybaby” sounds so much like it could fit in on Blue Rev that I had to check to make sure After Louise wasn’t a Molly Rankin side project I had not heard about.

Here’s the twist: Whereas Alvvays songs mostly fall somewhere between early R.E.M./Smiths jangle and My Bloody Valentine/Slowdive shoegaze, “Crybaby” trades all that busy guitar noise for a tight pocket groove, a mildly funk bass, and some sparkling keyboard parts. It’s got some swing, it’s got some negative space, it’s got enough bittersweet romantic ambiance to sit comfortably next to a Beach House track or The Marias’ streaming mega-hit “No One Noticed” on a playlist.

So yes, I do feel bad that I’m framing After Louise’s music entirely in relationship to other music, but it’s all very good music. I’m sure they’ll reveal a little more distinct character as they go along, but this is a fabulous start.

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King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard “Level 5”

I’ve noticed that when King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard make their most radical genre shifts, like their album-length forays into metal and electronic music, they stick closer to their recurring lyrical obsession with manmade disasters. This could just be a response to the extremity of the sound – it makes some sense to pair metal with lyrics about environmental catastrophe, and for that to extend that into techno-based meditations on extinction. In any case, this does some favors in providing a through line in their body of work. Even when they don’t obviously sound like themselves, they’re still very much being themselves.

Alien Metal is the band’s third electronic-oriented record, following excursions into analog synth psychedelia on Butterfly 3000 in 2021 and expanding into a more sinister techno palette on The Silver Cord in 2023. They’ve also performed live a lot in “everybody except the drummer plays synthesizers” mode over the past few years, which for me is their most exciting angle on this sort of music. When they bring out the synth table, they are basically playing electronic music with the mindset of a jam band. They have reworked several oldies in this format and let the songs sprawl out like they’re chasing tangents and exploring the possibilities of the music in real time. There’s some precedent for what they’re doing but not a lot. If this seems interesting to you, definitely jump at any opportunity to see them do a “rave” show.

This time around on Alien Metal, they have jumped wholeheartedly into early to mid 90s rave aesthetics. The sound is pure PLUR, even if the vibe is all tech dread. I think the songs work better when the bleak lyrical fixations overlap with a darker energy, like when they channel The Prodigy’s fire-starting breakbeats on “Level 5.” You can feel their glee in unleashing that big boom beat. It’s just as thrilling as whenever they lock into a motorik groove and Stuart Mackenzie shouts “wooooooooooo!”

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Jungle “Where Are You Now“

Jungle default to making music that sounds like paradise. The grooves are relaxed, the sound is sleek, the arrangements are so harmonically satisfying that they almost feel too good. As they’ve refined their sound they’ve gradually dialed back musical tensions, so at this point a song like “Where Are You Now?” is the musical equivalent of perfectly comfortable weather. There’s a melancholy current to the song, a genuine bit of sadness in the midst of all this beauty, but it registers as more nostalgic than negative. I can understand being suspicious of music this warm and ingratiating, but I think the guiding creative impulse here is a celebration of sensual pleasure and a desire to give listeners some peace. It strikes me as an altruistic form of pop music.

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Carwyn Ellis & Rio 18 “Shades of Red”

Carwyn Ellis and Rio 18 also offer a relaxed groove with a gorgeous tonal palette on “Shades of Red,” but it doesn’t sound as much like paradise. Imagine a beautiful setting, but the air is muggy and the sky is overcast. Guest vocalist Nina Miranda brings a very late 60s sort of folky-witchy sensibility to the track, making the song sound a bit like Sandy Denny from Fairport Convention getting lost in a dense, funky jungle.

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Charli XCX “Camera”

The aesthetic premise of Music, Fashion, Film is basically “pop-punk, but aesthetically interesting.” Charli XCX has been toying with rock sounds through her entire career, so it’s not surprising she’d tip in this direction. If anything, she’s always been a punk making pop and dance music, and not the other way around.

The intriguing thing about this body of work is how she and collaborators AG Cook and Finn Keane reinterpret a very 00s version of rock music. They clearly have a lot of affection for the dynamics of pop-punk and “landfill indie” of their youth, but not so much the drab and limited palette of all that music. They splice up chords, aggressively transpose and mutilate timbre, and glitch it up to avoid plodding rhythms. It’s not unprecedented – for one thing, Madonna and Mirwais were on this at the turn of the 21st century – but it’s well-executed and highly effective in applying fresh style to an overly familiar form.

It is a little frustrating to me that this music is so poetic and evocative in its abstraction of guitar rock, but Charli’s lyrics are direct to the point of total artlessness. I suppose for a lot of people that’s the entire appeal – the sound is ultra stylized, but she’s telling you exactly how she feels. If you have a parasocial investment in her, it may seem unguarded and brutally honest. It might feel like she’s letting you in. But I don’t feel that way about Charli XCX, so the lyrics mostly sound like a flat statement of neuroses. Sometimes it just sounds like she’s singing a press release or publicist approved notes app message. I’m fine with the subject matter, I just wish it felt more of a piece with the music rather than a supposedly artful juxtaposition.

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Coupdekat “Mwah”

At my age, Goodbye 2012! is a hilarious title for a record. By that point in my life I had been writing Fluxblog for 10 years, had just finished my runs with Rolling Stone and Pitchfork, and was just starting a job as music editor for BuzzFeed. I suppose I have some nostalgia attached to my early days at BuzzFeed – it truly felt like joining a cult early on – but I don’t have a romantic feeling about this era. I was too adult, too jaded, too settled into my identity.

Not so for Coupdekat, who was a preteen in 2012, and made Goodbye 2012! as a way of exploring an innocent time in her life just prior to puberty. I love this idea, if just because I’m curious about what this period looked like to someone from a totally different perspective.

A lot of the record isn’t particularly retro – to my ears a majority of tracks are firmly rooted in contemporary post-hyperpop electronic indie production – but “mwah” is a very evocative throwback to the later phases of what’s now called indie sleaze. It feels more 00s to me, but that’s only because I spent a decade before 2012 collecting songs just like it.

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Sam and Louise Sullivan “Love & Devotion”

“Love and Devotion” is a lovely, laid back, and agreeable song about being in love, but it’s written from a somewhat contrarian point of view. Here’s what Sam Sullivan has to say about it:

“These days, it seems like people are always saying, ‘ooh, love is so hard; let’s work on our relationship; we need to find compromise.’ No. Wrong. Love is easy, actually. Love is quite fun. Don’t fall for this insidious, anti-love propaganda.”

If you’re in a happy relationship, it can feel like you’ve cracked a code for living and everyone who hasn’t figured out can look a bit foolish. It can make you quite smug! But Sullivan is right about this. Love may be difficult to find, but real deal true blue love is easy and fun.

Like most of Sam and Louise’s songs, “Love & Devotion” is so deeply rooted in folk-pop tradition that it could pass as something written 40-50 years ago. The duo’s fundamentals are strong, the substance is tried and true. But I don’t think it actually feels retro. The Sullivans have a peculiar arrangement and production style – they’re always pushing for a sound just beyond their grasp and landing on odd aesthetic balances and textural contrasts. R&B impulses get blurred by folk sensibilities, attempts at reggae grooves end up closer to Mac DeMarco vibes. No matter what they do, they can’t sound like anything but themselves.

Which is for the best, really. They may not be bone-deep eccentrics like fellow brother/sister duo The Fiery Furnaces, but they have a similar magnetic charm and also seem like they’re building a little world together.

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Beabadoobee “Switchblade”

A lot of Gen Z approximations of Gen X rock sounds rather flat to my ears – all the expected signifiers of various alt sub-genres cut and pasted in, but not much depth or dynamics. Not so for “Switchblade.” Beabadoobee’s arrangement places its emphasis sharply contrasting textures, and there’s a sickly sort of swing to the bass groove. It’s a very vivid production that makes every moment of the song feel alive and somewhat surprising despite how closely the songwriting sticks to alt-rock conventions. And unlike a lot of contemporary indie, the vocal and lyrics seem like secondary concerns: The guitars are the most emphatic and emotionally articulate aspects of the music, and by contrast singing feels more ambivalent and mutable.

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Osees “Hecate’s Reflection Is A Trick”

Osees are a classic “always different, always the same” band where the pleasure of following them in the long-term depends on noticing the way they incorporate new ideas into their immediately identifiable sound. In this case, I can feel them gesturing towards making their own Fela Kuti song, even if it ends up sounding much closer to Tago Mago-era Can. At any rate, the groove has a nice jolt to it, and there’s an alluring dark undertow to its insistent beat.

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Kelela “Point Blank”

“Point Blank” is a breakup song in medias res, and listening to the lyrics can feel like overhearing an argument in passing and trying to sort out the details on the fly. Some of it is a little confusing – one can only hope that the guns and bullets mentioned are purely metaphorical – but mostly it comes down to a question Kelela sings in the first verse: “Why’s your love so bleak?” She sounds wounded and frustrated but not fully angry, which maybe has something to do with the admission in the bridge that the guy she’s singing to was pretty good in bed.

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Allison Russell featuring Kara Jackson, Denitia & Explore! Pop Choir “Cold April”

Allison Russell’s music largely exists in realms between genres – mostly country and R&B, but you can hear some pop and indie in the stew – but the connecting thread is an earnest, wholesome public radio vibe that can tip over into being a little off-putting. “Cold April” avoids that, which is a little surprising given that it’s an extremely optimistic song that features a children’s choir. But the melody is strong, and ultimately that can make me forgive the more syrupy aspects of the music.

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CFCF featuring Touching Ice & TECHG1RLS “Let’s Kill Ourselves”

Don’t let the title freak you out. This is a song about using “I’m gonna kill myself” in a hyperbolic or sarcastic way, and poking at that turn of phrase a bit. Is it funny, is it cute? Is it annoying, is it insensitive? Is it actually hyperbole at all, or is it just making light of actual dark urges? Will getting your blowout screwed up by a sudden rain storm really push you over the edge? It’s a fun song, so don’t expect it to do much more than gesture in these directions, but do prepare for a lot of exciting dynamic shifts.

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(un)familiar. & Devi McCallion “ohmyfuckinggod”

The synths and programming in “ohmyfuckinggod” feels loose, bright, and carefree, but the lyrics seem like they’re strung together from a tour diary documenting every moment Devi McCallion felt even a little bit anxious, nervous, or bored. The contrast dials down the lyrical angst considerably, placing it all in a proper perspective. It’s as if to say, “hey, touring can suck and mess with my head, but the music part is always fun and it beats working a normal job.” In a battle between lyrics and music, the music wins.

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Ratboys “Light Night Mountains All That”

There’s no proper chorus in “Light Night Mountains All That,” but there is a hooky refrain: “You didn’t care, you didn’t care, you didn’t care.” It’s sung with increasing frustration as Julie Steiner attempts to relate the details of some sort of wilderness vision quest, but the person she’s telling is visibly bored. And like, what’s the difference between this and someone describing a dream they had? Not a lot, besides the urgent momentum of the music giving you the sense that Steiner’s character may have actually experienced something quite profound and inexplicable out in the woods. And maybe it’s terrifying?

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Madonna “Danceteria”

Madonna has spent much of the past 20 years artistically lost at sea, attempting to navigate a unique set of circumstances – trying to stay vital and relevant in the pop market in her 50s and 60s, attempting to live up to her own past successes, and competing against artists whose careers wouldn’t exist in the same way without her laying the groundwork. There’s very little precedent for what Madonna has been doing, and virtually none within the lane of pop music she pioneered.

And so it comes as a huge relief that Madonna is back on track, and figuring out how to be an elder pop icon on her own terms. It took some trial and error, but with Confessions II she’s found a way to balance out doling out the wisdom of age, looking back on what she’s lived through without cheap nostalgia, and finding fresh ways to be outrageous. And while she spent a lot of time in the wilderness trying to figure out new people to be in rather “hello fellow kids” ways, the answer to the problem was always obvious: She just had to be herself.

After all, who else has ever lived a life like Madonna? And when Madonna sings about her early career, her nostalgia is our history. “Danceteria” is an ode to the Manhattan club where she made her name, with all the lyrical emphasis placed on name-checking her friends (Martin Burgoyne, Haoui Montaug, Debi Mazar) and the various luminaries (Jean-Michel Basquiat, Keith Haring, David Byrne, The B-52’s) who frequented the space. It authentically situates her at the center of an exciting cultural moment, a convergence of some of the coolest and most creative people who’ve ever lived.

She’s giving us a little window into something very specific and exclusive and genuinely historically important. And from our perspective in the smart phone era, it’s something that feels exotic and alien. An organic community of artists and assorted stylish people living in the moment, feeling the music, only performing for one another? It’s an aspirational existence that doesn’t seem replicable today.

I think that last point is part of why she feels compelled to sing about it now. There are moments throughout Confessions II in which she’s subtly or overtly begging us all to get off our phones, go outside, to dance and be fully alive. She knows from experience how amazing it can be, and she’s not giving up hope on younger people who’ve never had a chance to experience it as she has. She’s trying to help us!

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Earthgirl “Lovesick Lobotomy”

Limerence is a relatively new word. It was coined by the psychologist Dorothy Tennov in 1979 to describe a state of intense obsessive infatuation, but it’s only come into common use over the past few years as it has entered the lexicon of mental health social media. Like any word or phrase that suddenly catches on, it’s very useful in communicating something broad yet specific. As in, anyone can have a crush – that’s sweet, that’s light, that can lead to something. But limerence is like an affliction, a destructive state of constant fantasizing that spikes stress and pushes you further from reality. Big difference!

The chorus of Earthgirl’s “Lovesick Lobotomy” goes “limerence, glimmering, lovesick lobotomy, cinnamon, how you taste on top of me…I’m sick, I’m sick!” The verses get deeper into a state of constant fixation, but I feel like that “how you taste on top of me” pushes the song away from a literal definition of limerence because this is obviously a song about an actual physical relationship. But who cares when the word sounds so good? It’s an incredibly singable word and it’s particularly satisfying in this wonderfully melodic vocal stack. The palette is very Charli XCX but without any of the aloofness. Even when this song gets robotic, the emotions sound highly combustible. Toss a match at this song and it erupts into a fireball.

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Squarepusher “K10 Terminus”

I’ve been thinking about how so many of the people we’ve been calling “electronic” producers and artists since the 90s really should’ve been classified as composers from the start. I understand why they weren’t: it’s kind of a lofty term, it’s not very commercial, and early on the most novel selling point was that acts like Aphex Twin, Boards of Canada, μ-Ziq, and Autechre were largely working in an electronic mode and making futuristic music. But from this point in history, it’s pretty clear that electronic production was only a means to an end for most acts in this lane, and the game has always been about ambitious composition, not computers and synthesizers.

This is particularly true of Squarepusher, who was asserting himself as a jazz artist working in an “electronic” milieu by the late 90s. Jump ahead nearly 30 years to his new record Kammerkonzert and he’s fully in composer mode – the electronic elements are still there, but the emphasis is on jazz and orchestration. It mostly sounds like film music, but the compositions are so busy and detailed that it’s unlikely any of it could sit easily in the background of a movie. The songs are full of action and implied plot, a drama you can fill out with your own mental footage. The balance of genre is well-calibrated – the potential stuffiness of the chamber music aspect is loosened up by the madcap energy of the jazz elements, and the IDM of it all scrambles expectations and keeps anything from sounding too traditional.

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Goose “Good2B”

The jam band format is malleable enough to contain any genre elements a group of players cares to integrate, but the classics in the field have particular inclinations that shape their work – The Grateful Dead favored country and folk, Phish like to get funky. Goose, who have emerged as the top Millennial jam band, generally aim for “alternative” aesthetics. This can make them sound like Radiohead stripped of their bad vibes and uptight discipline, or like if Coldplay got a lot more interesting and experimental. More recently they’ve pushed in a more unexpected direction, drawing on the crisp and bombastic aesthetics of a very Patrick Bateman realm of 80s pop music. It’s a peculiar sound to mix into the jam band stew, in that they need to break the tight structures of that style to open space for jammy excursions. But the cocaine-jolt energy and bright sound suits the band well, and a little bit of intentional cheesiness makes Rick Mitarotonda’s earnest but hackneyed “we’re overwhelmed by too much information!” lyrics go down a lot smoother than if the tone was more serious.

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The Field “Another Day”

“Another Day” is an anomaly in The Field’s catalog: A track with a fully intelligible vocal part; the closest thing to a proper pop song in Axel Willner’s body of work. But it’s not Willner’s voice, and it’s not quite a guest either. The vocal is sourced from Tracklib, a subscription service that provides legally cleared samples. It’s more or less anonymous, and it’s just sort of lucky that he found this vocal part that suited his composition so perfectly. And it seems to be speaking for him, too. Willner’s new record is the product of working through writers block and finding a new sense of purpose in creating music, and the lyrics touch on uncertainty and a fear of not being understood. Like a lot of Field songs, the music for “Another Day” moves in soft circles with a pulsing steadiness that stands in for a beat. It’s comfortable and womb-like, but trapped in a loop. The female voice seems to call in from outside that loop, and despite the angst in her words, there’s something in her tone that conveys compassion, self-possession, and poise.

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No Joy “Big Life Big Leaf”

“Big Life Big Leaf” is a song that’s largely concerned with aging, death, and inevitable natural cycles, but it’s not a downer. It’s bright, it’s up tempo, it’s a psychedelic rush. It’s a song that rejoices in the very fact of being alive and excited for everything that’s possible when you’re still here on Earth. When Jasamine White-Gluz sings “I wish you didn’t have to leave,” it’s less about mourning and more about wanting someone to never leave the party of your life. And so it makes a lot of sense that the song would have to sound like the No Joy version of party music.

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Suki Waterhouse “When I Get Drunk (I Want You Boy)”

The past decade or so has given us a glut of sexy/sad songs by women about lusting for men who treat them terribly, largely taking cues from Lana Del Rey’s prolific work on the subject. “When I Get Drunk (I Want You Boy)” is pretty obviously downstream from Lana, right on down to starting the chorus with a resigned “fuck it…,” but I think Suki Waterhouse is aiming for something a little more earnestly sexy and openly emotional. For one thing, that slinky bass line is too solidly R&B to give the song much ironic distance from its own sexiness. And the melancholy feels more earned than notional. The piano part carries a lot of heartbreak, and there’s a few too many lines giving away the game that the singer actively wants a relationship with this distant and ambivalent man. That note of futility and tragedy makes the song feel sexier – there’s real stakes to this hookup, even if she’s trying not to admit it.

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Olivia Rodrigo “Expectations”

“Expectations” is the result of a songwriting dream team at the height of their powers: an A+ melody from pop topline queen Amy Allen, a typically bold structure and meticulous arrangement by Dan Nigro, and the lyrical POV and effortless charisma of Olivia Rodrigo.

Musically it’s a slight shift for Rodrigo, moving into early 80s new wave territory rather than 90s alt-rock/00s pop-punk, but it’s the same effervescent energy that brings out the best in her voice and persona. But it’s right in the sweet spot for Nigro, as he’s basically pulling in tricks he developed in his collaborations with Chappell Roan. There’s more than a little “Hot to Go” and “Super Graphic Ultra Modern Girl” in this song, but Rodrigo’s personality is so strong that it’s not necessarily the first thing you’d notice upon hearing it.

There’s a clear continuity from Guts tracks like “Bad Idea, Right?” and “Get Him Back!” to “Expectations” both lyrically and musically, though there’s an obvious uptick in maturity. But that’s kinda the entire point of the song – Rodrigo is growing up, learning, and wanting more for herself and asking more from the men who want to be with her. She’s not necessarily holding herself up as a wholesome role model, but there’s a lot of positive lessons embedded in this god tier ultra-bop.

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Tomora “Ring the Alarm”

Tomora is a collaboration between the Norwegian indie pop singer Aurora and Tom Rowlands of The Chemical Brothers. It’s an interesting combination that pushes both artists to unexpected extremes, mostly resulting in harsher and more abrasive music than either typically creates. “Ring the Alarm” is particularly bold, a clanging ultra-urgent banger that dials up the intensity on Rowlands’ usual Chemical Brothers tricks and nudges Aurora fully out of her ethereal comfort zone and into wilder Slits/Siouxsie-ish post-punk territory.

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Jeane “Emotional Baby”

This song is self-deprecating, but only up to a point. Jazz Johnston sings about being emotional and irrational and being a feeler with real big feelings, but it’s all delivered in a cool, calm, and collected tone. As the song glides along on a lightly bouncing alt-rock groove it becomes increasingly clear that she’s lightly taunting the listener and questioning their assumptions about how she lives. And by the end, she’s openly confronting and judging anyone who feels threatened by her feelings: “ain’t it so sad that you can’t contain someone so emotional?” She flips the supposed weakness into a strength, or even a sort of superpower.

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Interpol “This Mirror Weighs A Ton”

Interpol is a band that works within very narrow aesthetic constraints, so the most exciting thing they can do 25 years into their career is move to the outer boundaries of their style. “This Mirror Weighs A Ton” is as far out as they’ve ever ventured from their agitated, tightly-wound default sound, but even when they lean this much on soothing atmosphere and gentle rhythm, the music is still immediately identifiable as Interpol. The vibe may be different but the palette remains dark and high contrast, and shift towards more open space in the music places greater emphasis on Paul Banks’ distinctive nasal vocal tone. But even that is softer here, and the peevish quality that comes up in a lot of Interpol songs is swapped out for something that sounds like compassion without warmth.

If anything about Interpol is immutable, it’s apparently the peculiar syntax of Banks’ lyrics: “This mirror weighs a ton but at least we act sudden / all the words are gone / but the radios in your head still speak the arcane to the out there.” I’ve spent enough time with Interpol to find this very charming. Banks’ imagery and turns of phrase are evocative, and I feel like I get what he’s laying out even if the lines get sketchy. And frankly, I’ll take strange words that flow with a melody over grammatically sound and over-written phrases stuffed awkwardly into a meter any day of the week.

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