A flurry of acoustic guitars and stumbling piano builds to a driving chorus and simmers back down again.
It encapsulates everything that Valentine gets so right. I must draw your attention to “Automate,” my frontrunner for rock song of the year (and not even a single!). She exhibits immaculate restraint throughout Valentine - the highs are high, and the lows sound oh so grand. By closing the door on the impassioned, intricate guitar wanderings of her debut, she’s opened onto a world that’s more vivid and precise and still, of course, passionate. Revisiting Lush, I miss all the new textures and tricks that are now in the Snail Mail arsenal. Lindsey Jordan has nailed the sometimes baffling follow-up to a prodigious debut. It’s the rare second outing that makes that promising debut sound almost flat by comparison, which is saying something considering Lush is sensational - one of the best albums of the 2010s. More often than not, the sophomore album represents an inevitable decline from a promising debut.
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