Critics were all knocked out by the Frankie Rose and the Outs album from 2010, the effortlessness of its gorgeous girl-pop mantras, the intimate immensity of its Spector-esque walls of reverb, the beauty of a song sung sweetly over the most graceful two-chord vamps.
But are you ready for the new Frankie Rose?
Her transformation into a wholly other kind of pop, the reverie and revelation of Interstellar, an album that floats free of its maker's history - time spent with Vivian Girls, Dum Dum Girls, Crystal Stilts, and creator of one of the most breathlessly compelling girl-pop albums of the past decade.Interstellar showcases the confident swagger of a singer and auteur fully aware of how to build the simplest of pop moves into aching, full-blown melodramas.
Frankie reflects, "I knew I wanted a HUGE sounding record. Big highs, big lows, and clean. I knewI wanted to make a streamlined, spacious record with big choruses that sometimes referenced 80s pop." The past referencing never swamps the melodies: this record isn't a retro trip. It liberates sounds familiar from that decade and gives them new context, breathes life into clay golems of sound that too often become basic, pre-set triggers.
But are you ready for the new Frankie Rose?
Her transformation into a wholly other kind of pop, the reverie and revelation of Interstellar, an album that floats free of its maker's history - time spent with Vivian Girls, Dum Dum Girls, Crystal Stilts, and creator of one of the most breathlessly compelling girl-pop albums of the past decade.Interstellar showcases the confident swagger of a singer and auteur fully aware of how to build the simplest of pop moves into aching, full-blown melodramas.
Frankie reflects, "I knew I wanted a HUGE sounding record. Big highs, big lows, and clean. I knewI wanted to make a streamlined, spacious record with big choruses that sometimes referenced 80s pop." The past referencing never swamps the melodies: this record isn't a retro trip. It liberates sounds familiar from that decade and gives them new context, breathes life into clay golems of sound that too often become basic, pre-set triggers.