![]() "Your tells are so obvious," she shouts on the title track to Transgender Dysphoria Blues. ![]() Pink belongs to the first generation of musicians in a while whose work barely exists as physical artifacts can a song that can't be discovered on a battered old record preserve a legacy any more than another selfie in the cloud? -Douglas Wolkįrom her first words on her first album since she told the world she was a woman, Laura Jane Grace sings like she's unbottling years and years of stress. The key line might be one that switches from the first verse to the second, "when I was only 45." You can think of that 45 as middle age, but it might be more fruitful to think of it as the speed of a seven-inch single. But it's also surprisingly rich in subtext: this is a song about eradicating oneself from digital as well as corporeal memory, and Pink's lyrics keep slipping into the pervasive language of marketing. Ariel Pink's got a reputation for sonic anachronism, but it's still kind of wonderful that his most affecting song to date is aHoward Jones-style early-'80s new wave ballad whose lyric includes the terms "iCloud", "selfie" and "Find My iPhone." Sung from the perspective of a father who's telling his children that he has no physical images of his existence to leave them, it has a cute conceit and a melody that swoops and dives like a Polaroid caught in an updraft.
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