{"id":462,"date":"2019-07-15T08:08:26","date_gmt":"2019-07-15T06:08:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.electricdawn.com\/wordpress\/?p=462"},"modified":"2020-02-25T10:00:35","modified_gmt":"2020-02-25T09:00:35","slug":"2019-july-roundup-my-favourites-part-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.electricdawn.com\/wordpress\/?p=462","title":{"rendered":"2019 July roundup! My favourites (part 3)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

And finally we get back to more familiar grounds, England, to delve into the elegantly ethereal and intimately sensual world of miss Rosie Lowe<\/strong>. Just look at the cover…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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She is SO British. The damp dress, the look that you don’t get to see but you know is staring right back at you, poised, fierce. And her music is just like that, tough, personal yet capable of creating a great emphatic bond, to communicate feelings, emotions.<\/p>\n

Take Lifeline,\u00a0<\/em>the very first song from her second album YU.<\/em>\u00a0It has got these swooping yet chopped synth stabs (very “Hypna”, if it was ever a thing), her voice unflinching yet with a vulnerability you can hear at the end of each line. And the delay and the vocoder come and go as if they wanted to mimic the faltering conviction of each statement… “it could all be so simple…. but.”. She is scary, she is asking herself, as well as us, “why… you?!” (…YU). And the whole album is about YU. The songwriting is gorgeous and the production is stellar. She goes from the funk\/pop of The way<\/em> (great rhythm parts all over, just like in the previous\u00a0Control<\/em>, kick drums you just can’t listen to with earphones) to the dirty R&B of\u00a0Birdsong<\/em> (which to me sounds like 90’s Prince, with the sultry male choirs of songs like\u00a0Emale…<\/em>\u00a0but she was probably more inspired by D’Angelo’s\u00a0Voodoo<\/em>!). And in between you have all these moody yet chirpy\u00a0pop songs that make you feel all serious only to make fun of you for feeling that way (“You’re so lovely, but you’re dehydrated.\u00a0May be a genius, but you’re not hydrated”).<\/p>\n

I may not be a genius, but she is. Best served in a dark room (or a garden on a summer night) with a side of, very, large speakers.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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