Lily Allen Attempts To Make An Artistic Statement On ‘Sheezus’
On her third album, ‘Sheezus’, British alternative-pop singer/songwriter Lily Allen seeks to make an artistic statement, even when it is flawed.
Sometimes, even music critics find themselves confused or ‘on the fence’ about an album. Several listens can endear that confounding album to the respective critic, or make them further question it. British alternative pop singer Lily Allen is the sort of artist who catalyzes different reactions from any number of critics.
Allen’s third studio album, Sheezus, is one of the most arduous efforts “to nail” in 2014. It is bold, unapologetic, and scattered. On the other hand, there’s plenty to rave about – at least in spots – and even despite Allen’s unforgiving persona, there is a degree of maturity. The final result is somewhat inconclusive; Sheezus is ‘in-between’ – in musical limbo if you will.
“Sheezus” shockingly opens the effort. Referencing the aforementioned confoundedness this track is definitely the first question mark. Allen drops the names of female ‘it’ musicians including Rihanna, Katy Perry, Beyoncé, Lorde, and Lady Gaga. She also describes their various statuses, accurately nailing Lorde and Lady Gaga. Ultimately, Lily Allen wants to be ‘Jesus’ in a matter of speaking:
“The second best will never cut it for the divas / give me the crown, b*tch / I wanna be Sheezus.”
As a track, “Sheezus” is a bold artistic statement, yet also an oxymoron. Although Allen spits fire, she’s vocally even keel as is the production, sort of undertone, ‘gangsta’ contemporary R&B. She references her rebirth after a five-year hiatus:
“I am born again, now run along and tell / all your friends to come and join us”
While interesting, her assimilation to ‘god’ status is cocky; something of a turn off. If nothing else, the shock value captures the listener’s attention.
Think “Sheezus” was shocking – look toward the R-Rated “L8 Cmmr”, which is quite salacious from a woman’s perspective. No, that’s meant to sound stereotypical, but Allen definitely shows she can hang with the guy in any number of lyrical instances:
“Good lover, good lover / feels good like a long hot summer / L8 CMMR, he’s a L8 CMMR / My man is a bad mother…”
Translation – Lily’s husband is good in the sack. It’s not an inspirational listen, but does stand ‘tall’… too much? “
“Air Balloon” sort of floats, which is the point, as Allen looks to escape from reality. Bored, Allen dreams about being in a balloon with the reference being more figurative. It’s less explicit than the sexed-up “L8 Cmmr,” but unrealistic.
“Our Time” is realistic. Allen doesn’t care what anybody thinks of her.
“And we just wanna dance the night away / we don’t give a damn what people say.”
The track is decent, but thematically it’s a path tread many times over.
On “Insincerely Yours”, Allen’s vocal tone is razor thin, but she continues to ‘go for the kill’ regardless. “I don’t give a f*ck about Delvigne / or that Rita girl / about Jourdan Dunn,” she asserts on the first verse. She later follows up singing,
“I don’t give a f*ck about your Instagram / about your lovely house or your ugly kids.”
Ultimately, Allen puts her self in a position that you either hate her because of her apparent cockiness, or you love her because she’s feisty and has attitude and fierceness like the models/singers she couldn’t give a what about.
On “Take My Place,” the production is understated, even muted when it becomes more ‘dynamic’ on the chorus. Allen seems to be insecure and somewhat unhappy here, which sort of balances out her ‘going in’ approach on the previous cut. “If I could then I would scream,” She sings,
“I’d wipe the tears off of my face / wake me up if it’s a dream / this is more than I can take…will someone please take my place?”
“As Long As I Got You” sounds like a British pop star of the past – George Michael to be exact. Sure, George Michael’s “Faith” didn’t feature accordion or have a country-influenced sound like this particular joint does, but the groove sounds tried-and-true. The production doesn’t over shine Allen’s pipes, allowing for her to ‘do her thing’. Among the most personal lyrics is when Allen states,
“What I like the best is how you can keep me on my toes / staying home with you is better than sticking things up my nose.”
Naturally, Allen follows up her adoration for her boo with a sex song, “Close Your Eyes”:
“I’m about to lose it / you blow my f*cking mind / park it right behind.”
“Close Your Eyes” isn’t too shabby (nor valedictory either), but the splashes of autotune aren’t in the least bit necessary.
After getting it on, well, Allen takes a bit of a dip. “URL Badman” is creative, but also quite odd as Allen takes issues with those who criticize and troll. The use of the sheep sounds really sucks the class out of the song, if there were any to begin with.
“Silver Spoon” is a lot to take in, thanks to quick-paced lyrics and a naughty Allen at the helm:
“ Sucked d*ck, got signed to a major / I’ll do anything just to entertain you…I’m going to heaven in a Range Rover.”
Aye-yi, yi, yi, yi! At least the vocal timbre is a pro on the bridge.
When “Life For Me” arrives at track 11, it is a much-needed infusion of energy and getting back on the ‘good’ foot. Much more mature than the last couple of joints, Allen discusses motherhood and her newfound ‘adult’ life. If one questioned Allen’s priorities or her actions previously, “Life For Me” makes her sound like a normal, much more respectable human.
“Hard Out Here” is all about the life and times of being a woman, in all its unfairness you might say. “Sometimes it’s hard to find the words to say / I’ll go ahead and say them anyway,” Allen sings.
“Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits / it’s hard, it’s hard / it’s hard out her for a b*tch.”
Yep, it’s Allen calling it like she sees it, without any filter. And interlude of little importance precedes standard edition closer
“Somewhere Only We Know”, where Allen covers Keane radiantly. “Somewhere Only We Know” adds some classiness back to Sheezus, where at times perhaps Allen went, well too far.
So, making an evaluative judgment about Sheezus is difficult because it is an album scattered with a little bit of everything. It’s ambitious, yet overly so at given times. In doses, it contains brilliance; then in parts it’s over-kill as Allen overextends with her self-indulgence. Because of the divisions within the album itself, personally, I believe Sheezus falls somewhere in the middle. It’s not horrible in the least, but it also isn’t quite a masterpiece. What it is, though, is an artistic statement, even at its most flawed.
Gems: “Sheezus,” “L8 Cmmr,” “Air Balloon,” “Insincerely Yours” & “Life For Me”