Our Leading Album of the Year: Rosalía's Masterpiece Takes the Number One Spot.
On the surface, this album may look closer to a challenging university quiz than a new pop project from a musician who just had a last hit was a collaboration with a global pop star. Divided into 4 separate sections and performed in 13 tongues, this is a dizzying symphonic album investigating feminine mystery, religious transcendence, and corporal change, often via the lens of different women saints. The dissolution of a relationship—a topic handled with grounded openness elsewhere—soars skyward here, buoyed by the lush presence of a full symphony orchestra and work from a Pulitzer-winning composer among a long list of contributors. The pure daring alone makes the efforts of contemporary artists look quite small.
Rising Above Scholarly Exercise
That this album succeeds in avoid dry intellectual posturing is nearly miraculous, and full credit belonging to the artist. While it's not the first time project to blend the past with the present, the stakes feel much greater here, with the tightrope walk more dramatic. The element that really raises her fourth album, beyond its multilayered melodies, rich arrangements, and engrained drama, proves to be an essential spirit of playfulness. Much like the legendary artist at her height, there is a wondrous quality to Rosalía's voice that pulls you into its tornado. When she is breaking your heart in two, the listener nevertheless want to stay right there for the ride.
A Prime Moment of Joy
That playful spirit shines clearly on the stunning piano-led ballad inspired by Saint Clare. It bathes in a sorrowful whirlpool over several minutes. Then, everything falls silent, and there's a spontaneous laugh and a declaration before a hilariously exaggerated string crescendo crashes down with comedic force. The song immediately segues into the frenetic single featuring galloping strings, a powerful choral group, and a cameo role from the artist herself.
"The charm of Lux is that the listener rarely quite understand—or even want to know—what you is going to next."
Almost each song ends in a totally different point from how it began. A track explores the transient trappings of celebrity over a delicate orchestration before disintegrating into digital chaos. Elsewhere, a cut echoing her previous trap-infused work starts out dark and sinister, featuring prowling beats, until fluttering flamenco rhythms and an angelic choir enter to smooth the song's jagged corners.
The Bridge Between Art & Pop
A key achievement on Lux involves navigating the gap of radical innovation and mainstream appeal. It is little coincidence that the album has achieved the artist's highest-charting work to break into the Top 5 of major charts: at its core a collection of utterly undeniable hits. A song sung primarily in the English language builds around a chorus that seems to gather increasingly infectious melodies while it spirals skyward. That feat gets echoed on another powerful track that expands and constricts, intertwining multiple melodies as a complex weave.
- A waltz-like number seduces with its jaunty, Disney-adjacent drama and an anthemic hook.
- Lyrically, it shares the cultural impact of contemporary heartbreak anthems, eviscerating a former partner labeled an "emotional terrorist".
- Across the album, the singing have a sharp edge, akin to a fairy-tale figure hiding a blade: "Top prize in being a motherfucker / You have won the trophy of disappointment."
An Opulent Feast for the Soul
This album is pop on a grand scale, a hungry grasp for capital-A Art amid of looming AI-generated blankness. It eschews self-absorption for glorious elevation, creating an over-the-top spectacle that skillfully controls its built-in ridiculousness. It is an abundant source of buried gems that takes patience to completely explore but never feels like hard work. While some big pop albums of the year seemed like a meager scraps, Lux is a lavish feast where the characters at it, some intoxicated on holy wine, flutter between discussions about historical saints, the galvanizing sensation of heartbreaking sadness, and common stories about hopeless men. In essence, it's a modern-day theatrical production from pop's most endlessly creative practitioner.