Nothing\u2019s About To Happen To Me<\/em><\/strong> <\/a>makes loving music easy.<\/p>\nAn artist that I may never have discovered on my own, Mitski was introduced to me a few years back by my now 15 year old daughter. What immediately struck me \u2013 beyond the immense pride that my kid has great taste \u2013 was the haunting, orchestral tapestry of sound Mitski ethereally produces. That reaction hasn\u2019t changed with her latest release. It may not be the sound I naturally gravitate toward, but good music transcends genre because it is undeniably special. Mitski is a living example of why we should never put music into a box.<\/p>\n
Her eighth studio album, Nothing\u2019s About To Happen To Me<\/em>, was written by Mitski and produced alongside long-term collaborator Patrick Hyland<\/strong>. The record sees the pair once again strengthen their musical bond to produce jaw-dropping results. Not shy of a \u2018concept\u2019 album, this one shows Mitski journey through the narrative of a reclusive cat woman \u2013 fictional or reflective, you can make your own mind up \u2013 who lives \u2018free\u2019 within her own mind, \u2018Tansy House\u2019, but is considered eccentric and deviant in the real world. It is an interesting concept, no doubt laden with Easter eggs for fans; the two different worlds interplay throughout the album\u2019s 11 tracks, juxtaposed in both energy and style.<\/p>\nLet\u2019s dive right in: the opening number, \u2018In a Lake\u2019<\/em><\/strong>, is an instant favourite. What begins as a folk-driven reflection on leaving the past behind soon gives way to Mitski\u2019s trademark eccentricity. Reminiscent of the rhythmic folk melodies found in Abba\u2019s <\/strong>deeper cuts, the emotive nature of her storytelling pulls at the heartstrings.<\/p>\nThe track introduces the narrative beautifully, hinting at the shame that comes from being judged for simply being yourself. This symbolism is reflected in the production; just over two minutes in, the song falls somewhat silent. Then, a humming orchestra creeps in, eventually crashing into a spine-tingling finale that wraps around your entire body. With that, I am fully committed to this album.<\/p>\n
\nAnd everywhere you go makes your heart ache<\/p>\n
Where you\u2019ve done enough walks of shame<\/p>\n
Some days you just go the long way<\/p>\n
To stay off of memory lane<\/p>\n
In a Lake (Mitski)<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\nNaturally leading straight into the lead single, \u2018Where\u2019s My Phone\u2019<\/strong> <\/em>the wall of sound continues. Chaotic from the offset, the guitars are loud, brash, and full of anguish. The track feels like a steep descent into madness; between the sliding guitars, the haunting drone-like vocals, and the crashing drums, the orchestration mimics that feeling of unraveling so acutely.<\/p>\nBut the end of the song takes it up another notch. The \u201cba ba ba, ba ba ba\u201d<\/em> refrain against a growing cacophony of noise sounds exactly what Alice falling down the rabbit hole looks like. It is disorienting, beautiful, and utterly relentless.<\/p>\n\n