Initially, this work might appear more like a challenging academic examination than a new popular music record by a musician who just had a previous single was a collaboration with an international K-pop icon. Split into 4 different sections and voiced in 13 languages, we have a breathtaking classical-tinged work that delves into feminine mystery, spiritual ascent, and corporal change, frequently via the perspective of various female saints. The dissolution of a relationship—a topic handled with grounded openness elsewhere—is launched upwards here, buoyed by the lush presence of a major orchestra and input from a Pulitzer-winning composer within an extensive list of collaborators. The pure audacity alone renders the efforts of other pop stars appear rather small.
The fact that Lux succeeds in transcend overly intellectual posturing feels nothing short of a miracle, and sole praise going to Rosalía. Although this is not her first project to alchemize the past and the present, its scale feel far greater here, and the balancing act more precarious. What really raises this fourth release, outside of its complex tunes, rich compositions, and inherent drama, is an essential spirit of playfulness. Similar to the legendary artist during her height, you find a captivating quality to the vocalist's voice which sweeps you up in its whirlwind. Even when she is tearing hearts apart, the listener nevertheless want to be right there through the ride.
That playful energy shines clearly during a stunning Italian song inspired by Saint Clare. It bathes in a string-drenched melancholy over more than four moments. Then, everything falls silent, and we hear a gleeful laugh followed by a comment before a comically exaggerated orchestral crescendo crashes down with cartoonish impact. The track then shifts to the frenetic single driven by racing orchestration, an imposing choir, and a cameo appearance from the artist Björk.
"The charm with this album is that you rarely exactly understand—nor wish to know—where it will go next."
Nearly each track concludes in a completely different point than where it began. One moment examines the fleeting nature of celebrity over a featherlight symphony before collapsing in electronic chaos. Another, a song echoing the artist's earlier rhythmic style starts out dark and brooding, featuring prowling beats, before sudden traditional rhythms and an angelic choir enter to soften its jagged edges.
A key balancing act on the album is straddling the line between bold experimentation and mainstream appeal. It is no coincidence that it has become her first work to break into the upper reaches of major charts: its heart contains a collection of utterly undeniable pop songs. One track performed primarily in English swells around a refrain that feels to collect increasingly nagging melodies as it spirals upward. That feat gets repeated on another powerful track that grows and contracts, weaving multiple melodies like an intricate tapestry.
This album represents pop on a maximalist scale, an ambitious grasp for capital-A Art amid of looming artificial sameness. It eschews solipsism for sublime transcendence, crafting a dramatic drama that masterfully manages its built-in excess. It is an abundant source of buried treasure that takes time to fully explore but doesn't seem like a chore. While other big pop albums of 2025 felt like a meager scraps, this record is a sumptuous feast at which the characters at it, perhaps tipsy on holy wine, flit from conversations about ancient figures, the profound feeling of heartbreaking grief, and shared gossip about hopeless partners. In essence, it's a contemporary theatrical production from music's most restlessly inventive visionary.
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