Lola Young probably doesn’t have a good knack for men. In any case, in her songs, she often reports about catastrophic encounters and toxic types in the WeEd tag. Which of course she still loves her. Bad for you, good for us. Because what she tells in her great texts about boys who do not behave well is either blatant, touching or incredibly funny. And it seems familiar. Unfortunately.
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On her second album from 2024, she was already pesting the sensational title that wasn’t mean for you anyway, whose second name is disrespect, on her second album from 2024. In the excess of “Messy” she really took a breath, not least due to the iconic sentence “A Thousand People I could be for you and you hate the fucking lot”. So now, in the course of an impressive creation rush, a third album appears a year later.
Just don’t let too much loveliness
I’m only f ** King MySelf shows the very well -styled young on the cover, how she hugs a sex doll that carries her own face from behind. Better you can hardly illustrate defiant self -love. Once again, she is concerned with relationships and the sloppiness of a young life between cigarettes and semi -empty wine bottles. About injuries and distinction experiences. The powerful “Fuck Everyone” sets the tone right from the start. Angry and emotionally, Young brings her snoddering voice to take part in what your band delivers in dynamics. Many songs can be rooted, I tried it myself while cleaning.
But there are also nuances and unexpected to discover. At the end of “Post Sex Clarity” it is even fulfilling, “Who Fucking Cares” is a beautiful, simple vocal acoustic guitar piece, which Young mostly interprets in its very own, almost childish-looking manner, but interrupts and counteracts again and again through hard, spoken parts. Just don’t let too much loveliness, in no way come across too easily, always use disturbances due to unexpected roughness and describe female sexuality in its more instinctive form when it begins to become too cozy. That seems to be her thing. It’s all fun.
Here skewers are turned over, rolls are questioned
Young is a fantastic singer. And then best if it becomes really explicit and still unpacks vocal skills. This gives the tracks a little circus -like sublime. Then she even reminds of Siouxsie Sioux in her best times. In “One Thing” she sings: “Break your bed and then the sofa. I Wanna Pull You Closer. Everyone Want’s to know. But me, i only want one thing, I don’t even want your number. Here skewers are turned over, rollers are questioned.
Young puts a poem at the end of the album. “Ur to absolute C word” is presented ironically, but also destroys the sugary effect in the end by dirty laughter and self -chance. At this year’s Coachella Festival, Young had to vomit just behind the stage due to heat and excitement, but still went well. Lola Young wants something. And she wants it now. You can listen to your music.
This review first appeared around MusikExpress 10/25.