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The Guardian - UK
The Guardian - UK
Entertainment
Michael Cragg

Tegan and Sara: Crybaby review – soundtrack to the world’s bleakest house party

Tegan and Sara.
‘Sense of disorientation’: Tegan and Sara. Photograph: Pamela Littky

Canadian twins Tegan and Sara Quin’s 10th album was born out of lockdown-assisted stress and trauma, a fact hammered home by song titles such as Smoking Weed Alone, Pretty Shitty Time and This Ain’t Going Well. Adroit at pairing incisive, deeply personal lyrics with stadium-sized pop melodies – either housed in elastic synth pop or, as they favour here, more roughed-up indie-rock – on Crybaby they’re soundtracking the world’s bleakest house party.

Galloping opener I Can’t Grow Up sets the tone. While it rushes forward on tumbling drums and scuffed-up synths, the lyrics paint a desolate picture of emotional abuse (“You’re a hangman killing my hope”), anchored by an unwavering sense of disorientation. In fact, throughout Crybaby’s 12 short, sharp songs, the ground continually shifts; the pogoing I’m Okay is punctuated by eerily chirping backing vocals, while closer Whatever That Was sounds like it’s slowly fraying at the edges.

Even on the album’s softer moments – delicate strummer All I Wanted, the lovely mid-tempo Yellow – the mood is still resolute in its heaviness. There’s relatable catharsis here, but it can be a lot to carry all at once.

Watch the video for Faded Like a Feeling by Tegan and Sara.
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