America can scare you. When you see the news, especially when you live there like Shura for a while during and after the Covid pandemic. “America” is the song that the British wrote about it, and in which it is now to listen to how depressing it is if you only keep love in a country in which no one is surprised when someone is shot at the corner. Shura doesn’t do many words, the name Trump does not fall, the melody is enchanting, even loving, the guitar does harmlessly, and yet something is vibrating something worrying, even ominous under the surface of “America”.
This latently threatening mood runs through the entire length of i got too sad for my friends and raises a melancholic piece of pop to something like a current mood barometer. Perhaps it is because Shura processes on her third album, like her once, hopeful career, which she started as an internet sensation in the years, through Covid. Because of the pandemic, she broke the tour to her second album Forevher (2019) and got stuck in New York. Now she sings of loneliness (“online”), of tears in sideways of a foreign city (“Tokyo”) and how a depressive person can get too much even close friends (“World’s worst girlfriend”).
Shura exchanged the electroid sound for a wonderfully warm but still crystalline sound, in which every single tone can be heard, so there is not only a lot of space for the wonderful melodies full of sacred melancholy, but also for a difuse that we all know too well.
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