Anyone who’s dated this side of DM-slides and tried to “find deeper meaning in nonsense” will hear the savage anatomization within her lyrics and scream. (One line can’t capture its sweep, but “You got a new bitch, what the fuck you cryin’ for?” is the most satisfying rebuke...
allowing her carefully deployed sounds, selected synth tones and wisps of sax to do the talking. Finding any kind of meaning – or even a groove – to latch on