Our Premier Album of the Year: Rosalía's Masterpiece Takes the Premier Position.

Initially, this album could seem closer to an arduous scholarly examination than a new popular music project by a musician who just had a previous hit featured a global pop icon. Divided across 4 different parts and performed in thirteen tongues, it is a breathtaking symphonic work exploring feminine mystique, religious transcendence, and bodily change, often by way of the prism of different women saints. The dissolution of a romance—a theme treated with grounded openness elsewhere—soars upwards here, supported by the lush presence of a major symphony orchestra and contributions from an award-winning composer among a vast roll call of contributors. Its sheer daring alone makes the work of contemporary artists look quite laughable.

Transcending Academic Pretense

The fact that this album succeeds in avoid overly academic chin-stroking is nothing short of miraculous, with complete credit going to the artist. While it's not the first time project to alchemize historical sounds with modern styles, the scale feel much higher here, with the tightrope walk more dramatic. What truly raises this fourth album, outside of its complex melodies, dense arrangements, and inherent theatricality, is a core sense of fun. Much like the iconic artist during her peak, there is a wondrous sense to the vocalist's singing which sweeps you up in its whirlwind. Even when she is breaking hearts apart, the listener nevertheless want to stay alongside her for the ride.

A Signature Moment of Exuberance

That playful spirit shines clearly during the stirring piano-led song about Saint Clare. It luxuriates in a string-drenched melancholy for several moments. Then, everything falls silent, and there's a spontaneous giggle followed by a comment prior to a hilariously exaggerated orchestral crescendo crashes in with comedic impact. The track then shifts into the frenetic single featuring racing strings, a powerful choir, and a surprise role from the artist herself.

"The magic with this album lies in you never quite know—nor want to predict—what you will go to next."

Almost every track ends in a completely different point from how it began. One moment examines the fleeting nature of fame with a featherlight orchestration only to disintegrating into electronic cacophony. Elsewhere, a song echoing her previous rhythmic work starts out dark and sinister, with menacing vocals, before fluttering flamenco handclaps and an angelic choir enter to smooth the song's jagged corners.

The Balance Between Experiment and Pop

Another crucial balancing act on the album involves navigating the gap between bold innovation and mainstream appeal. This is no coincidence that the album has achieved her first release to break into the Top 5 of major markets: its heart contains a suite of truly catchy pop songs. A song performed primarily in the English language swells on a refrain that seems to collect more and more infectious hooks as it spins upward. This feat is repeated by another expansive track that expands and contracts, weaving multiple melodies like a complex weave.

  • A waltz-like number charms via its jaunty, Disney-adjacent drama and a chant-along hook.
  • In its words, it aligns with cultural impact of other heartbreak songs, eviscerating a former lover described as an "psychological terrorist".
  • Throughout the album, the singing have a sharp edge, like a fairy-tale character concealing a knife: "Top prize in being a motherfucker / You have won the trophy of disappointment."

A Maximalist Feast for the Ears

This album is popular music on a grand level, an ambitious grasp for high artistry in an era of looming AI-generated sameness. It rejects self-absorption in favor of glorious transcendence, creating an over-the-top drama that masterfully manages its inherent excess. It is a deep source of hidden gems that takes time to completely explore but doesn't seem like a chore. Where some big releases of the year felt like a meager meal, Lux offers a lavish feast where the guests at the table, some tipsy on sacred wine, flutter between conversations about ancient saints, the profound feeling of heartbreaking grief, and common gossip about hopeless men. In essence, it's a contemporary musical from pop's truly restlessly inventive visionary.

Jason Fields
Jason Fields

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