Our Top Album of the Year: Rosalía's Masterpiece Takes the Number One Place.
Initially, this album might appear more like an arduous academic examination rather than the latest pop album by a musician who just had a previous single was a collaboration with an international K-pop star. Divided into 4 separate movements and sung in thirteen tongues, we have a dizzying classical-tinged album exploring female mystery, religious ascent, and corporal transformation, often via the perspective of different women saints. The end of a romance—a topic handled with raw openness elsewhere—is launched heavenward here, buoyed by the lush presence of a major orchestra and input from a Pulitzer-winning songwriter within an extensive roll call of contributors. Its sheer audacity by itself makes the work of contemporary artists seem rather small.
Rising Above Academic Pretense
The fact that Lux manages to transcend overly academic posturing feels nearly a miracle, with full praise going to the artist. Although this is not her first project to fuse the past and modern styles, its scale feel far higher here, with the tightrope walk far more precarious. What really raises her fourth release, beyond its multilayered tunes, dense arrangements, and inherent drama, proves to be an essential spirit of joy. Much like the iconic Björk during her height, there is a captivating quality to Rosalía's singing which sweeps the listener up in its tornado. When she is tearing hearts in two, the listener still want to be alongside her for the ride.
A Prime Moment of Exuberance
That playful energy comes forth brightly during a stunning piano-led ballad about Saint Clare. It luxuriates in a sorrowful melancholy for several minutes. Suddenly, everything drops away, to reveal we hear a gleeful giggle followed by a comment prior to a hilariously over-the-top orchestral crescendo crashes in with cartoonish impact. The track immediately segues into the frenetic track featuring racing strings, an imposing choral group, and a surprise role from the artist Björk.
"The charm of this album is that you never exactly understand—nor wish to know—what it will go to next."
Almost every track concludes in a totally different place than how it started. A track explores the transient trappings of celebrity with a featherlight orchestration before collapsing in electronic cacophony. Elsewhere, a song that recalls her previous rhythmic style begins out moody and sinister, with prowling vocals, before fluttering flamenco handclaps and a heavenly chorus arrive to smooth its jagged edges.
The Balance Of Art & Accessibility
A key balancing act on the album involves straddling the line between radical experimentation and mainstream accessibility. This is no coincidence that the album has achieved the artist's highest-charting work to crack the upper reaches of major markets: at its core a suite of truly undeniable pop songs. A song sung entirely in the English language swells on a refrain that seems to collect more and more nagging melodies as it spirals skyward. That feat gets echoed by a different expansive ballad that expands and contracts, weaving layered tunes as a complex weave.
- A dance-infused song seduces with its playful, theatrical flair and an anthemic chorus.
- Lyrically, it aligns the pop culture honesty of contemporary breakup songs, eviscerating an ex- partner labeled an "emotional bully".
- Across these tracks, the singing have a painted-on edge, akin to a fairy-tale character hiding a blade: "Top prize in acting like a scoundrel / You have won the trophy of disappointment."
An Opulent Banquet for the Ears
Lux is pop on a grand scale, an ambitious grasp for high Art in an era of impending artificial sameness. It eschews solipsism for glorious elevation, crafting a dramatic drama that skillfully controls its inherent excess. This is an abundant source of hidden treasure that takes patience to completely mine but doesn't feels like hard work. While some major releases of the year felt like a meager scraps, Lux offers a lavish banquet at which the guests around it, some tipsy on sacred wine, flutter between discussions about historical figures, the profound sensation of heartbreaking sadness, and common gossip about useless men. In essence, it's a contemporary musical from pop's truly restlessly creative practitioner.